Текст и перевод песни Who See feat. Wikluh Sky - Žuta Minuta

Žuta Minuta

Who See - Zuta Minuta

Kad nebo posivi, kad postanu mi svi krivi
Ka ko da neki djavo u mene zivi
Svaki nerv je napet ne mogu se smirit
Ne pomaze ni alkohol, ni trava i papiri
Hari kiri zamisljam ili nesto tako
Krv i staklo, case mrvim sakom
Ubio bi nekog ne zanima me zakon
Nedo bog nekom da se osjeca ovako
Tako mi se cini da sam stigo do kraja puta
Sudeci po pogledu izgledam ko ludak
Agonija, derem se, jer ne mogu cutat
Opet mi je u glavu dosla zuta minuta
Ne mogu da spavam, ne mogu da jedem
Svako me smara, svima mater jebem
Vristim, vokal grebe, lokal sjebem
Zuta minuta, doce i kod tebe

Zuta minuta ne pitaj za nju
Nema stita za nju, kad prekipi auuu
Pukne film nikad dobro ne bude
Klonite se lika od zute minute
Zuta minuta ne pitaj za nju
Nema stita za nju, kad prekipi auuu
Pukne film nikad dobro ne bude
Klonite se lika

Sklonite puske, nozeve, uske prolaze, pistolje
Sklonite bombe, granate, bilo bi bolje, bolje
Sklonite bodlje, da trazite neko skloniste, ovo je popriste
Rat je, malo dete odjebi molim te
Svega se odricem, sve je prestalo davno da me dotice
Krv protice, gledaj odakle mi osmeh potice
Zvacete me na rociste, samo na prvi pocnite
Kada tresnem vas o zemlju, od zemlje ima da skocite
Sezdeset sekundi svaki je sekund zuti
Svaki je ludi, svaki ce svima vama da sudi ljudi
Budi pametan pa presudi, na ruti bezi od mene
Sklonite decu, roditelje i vase zene
Njihove svalere, jer sve cu da vas poserem na mere ferje??? kozu bi da vam derem kad serete
I svakog cujem kako se dere *cevere*
Samo tih sezdeset sekundi pustite me da???
Sezdeset sekundi svaki je sekund ljudi
Svaki je sekund zuti, bolje da ne budu minuti
Jer testera mi je pri ruci i glava ludi
I *strava* telo struji i bice mrtvih ljudi
Ja glu i ludi, pusti me kurac pusi
Ne zelis ovo na bolju mi u mojoj ni u svojoj kuci
Jer sam u zutoj minuti, pusi, skloni se bolje
Ovi sezdeset sekundi prvog pred sobom koljem
Eci peci pec pec pe pe pe pec
Kolko ljudi za sezdeset mogu da zakoljeeem
Eci peci pec pec pe pe
Kolko ljudi ce doziveti nesto najgore breee
Tolko ne moze ni fifti cent ni eminem
Mozda samo zeljko samardzic kad dosadjuje
Rokaj snimaj, na leto mi u bundi
Skloni se od mene barem ovih sezdeset sekundi

Jaci kaci, to je zakon
Strpi se, cekaj svoju sansu u zaklon
Sputan aaa i dzepa praznog
Nije ni cudo da koljem jer imam razlog
Drzao sam se svoga puta, ceko svojih pet minuta
Onda poco knedle gutat dok ne cvrcne zuta
A kad pocnu kapilari pucat od sebe me frka
Tablete za smirenje krkam, sama krece ruka
Da bije, da melje, da pravi frakture
Za grkljan da vata pedere i kurve
Ne bi pomogla ni ladovina ispod murve
Bicu doma zatvoren dok ne dodjem u red
Sto jada za dan dva me ubilo
Vata ludilo, svega se nakupilo
Upilo se sto se upilo, nema mjesta
Eksplodiracu, mnogo sam bjesan
Jedan, dva, tri, sjedim i brojim
Vise nikog samo sebe se bojim
Bice krvi i horora, jada i bolova
Krckanja i lomova, sodoma i gomora

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Yellow Minute

Who See feat. Wikluh Sky - Yellow Minute

When the sky turns grey, when we all become guilty
Like some devil lives in me
Every nerve is tense, I can't calm down
Neither alcohol, nor weed and papers help
I imagine hari-kiri or something like that
Blood and glass, I'm crushing glasses with my fist
I would kill someone, I don't care about the law
God forbid anyone to feel this way
It seems to me that I have reached the end of the road
Judging by the look, I look like a madman
Agony, I'm screaming, because I can't be silent
The yellow minute came to my head again
I can't sleep, I can't eat
Everyone annoys me, I curse everyone's mother
I'm screaming, my voice is scratching, I'm trashing the place
Yellow minute, it comes to you too

Yellow minute, don't ask about it
There's no shield for it, when it boils over, ouch
The movie breaks, it will never be good
Stay away from the guy with the yellow minute
Yellow minute, don't ask about it
There's no shield for it, when it boils over, ouch
The movie breaks, it will never be good
Stay away from the guy

Put away the guns, knives, narrow passages, pistols
Put away the bombs, grenades, it would be better, better
Put away the thorns, so you can find some shelter, this is a battleground
It's war, little baby, fuck off, please
I renounce everything, everything stopped touching me long ago
Blood is flowing, look where my smile comes from
You will call me to the court, just start with the first one
When I slam you to the ground, you will jump from the ground
Sixty seconds, each second is yellow
Every one is crazy, every one will judge you all, people
Be smart and judge, on the route, run away from me
Take away your children, parents and your wives
Their lovers, because I will screw you all to the measure of the feather ??? I would skin you when you are screwing
And I hear everyone yelling *chevere*
Just these sixty seconds let me ???
Sixty seconds, every second, people
Every second is yellow, it's better if they are not minutes
Because my saw is close at hand and my head is crazy
And *horror* the body is electrified and there will be dead people
I'm deaf and crazy, let me smoke a joint
You don't want this, it's better for me in my house or in yours
Because I'm in the yellow minute, smoke, get out of here
These sixty seconds, the first one in front of me I'm killing
Eci peci pec pec pe pe pe pec
How many people can I slaughter in sixty
Eci peci pec pec pe pe
How many people will experience something the worst breee
Not even fifty cent or eminem can do that much
Maybe only zeljko samardzic when he's annoying
Rock on, shoot, in the summer I'm in a fur coat
Get away from me at least these sixty seconds

Stronger, higher, that's the law
Be patient, wait for your chance in cover
Bound aaa and empty pocket
It's no wonder I kill because I have a reason
I kept to my path, waited for my five minutes
Then I started swallowing dumplings until the yellow one popped
And when the capillaries start to burst, I get scared of myself
I'm popping pills to calm down, my hand starts moving by itself
To beat, to grind, to make fractures
To grab faggots and whores by the throat
Even the shade under the mulberry tree wouldn't help
I'll be locked up at home until I get myself together
What a pity, in two days it killed me
Cotton madness, everything piled up
It absorbed what it absorbed, there is no room
I'm going to explode, I'm so angry
One, two, three, I sit and count
I'm not afraid of anyone anymore, just myself
There will be blood and horror, misery and pain
Crackling and breaking, sodom and gomorrah

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