The Govno Lyrics – Dječaci
Singer: Dječaci
Title: The Govno
Everybody in the club get tipsy
The black, the white, even the gypsy
Nacisti, židovi, bloodsi i cripsi
Everybody must get tipsy
Momci u dresovima pokažite bice ka fifty
Djevojke flešajte dabrove ka britney
Everybody must get tipsy, quickly
Stojim na pozornici di svi nose maske
Život bačen na daske koje život znače
Mašem drvenim mačem, uključit će kamere
Čim počnemo ličit na crne amere
Jer za svaku umjetnost trebaš neku ladicu
Nedovoljno uredni su, zovi urednicu
I šta će reć fodor na takvu rečenicu?
Za ovu igru trebaš pokeraško lice
Pa nas sponzorira unicef dok trčimo ulice
Više nismo podzemlje, sad smo ispod mora
Puls mi je sonarni, ozloglašeni ko lora
Mciji na površini misle da su posebni
Držim kemijsku sa slojem mulja po sebi
Ko u predatoru, onako schwarzeneggerski
2008. guverner ne zna engleski
Everybody in the club get tipsy
The black, the white, even the gypsy
Nacisti, židovi, bloodsi i cripsi
Everybody must get tipsy
Momci u dresovima pokažite bice ka fifty
Djevojke flešajte dabrove ka britney
Everybody must get tipsy, quickly
Dosta šarade, opasni popasti reperi
Znaju ša žele, al ne znaju ša rade
Scena je šupak pun nakaznih grupa
Dragi prijatelji, ovo je majka svih rupa
Svi drugima sliče, mi smo otkriće
Vidiš di smo, a tu nismo zbog ničeg
Mržnja je ljubav, ti si jebena groopie
Neću se još ubit samo da tebe naljutim
Hura, osjećam se ko 1000 kuna
Nisi čula kurac do ovog albuma
Ne vjerujemo u ništa, repamo o ničemu
Sjebano izgledamo, nehajno pričamo
Kul sam ko herr flick, zovu me herrkul
Kuje misle da ih lovim, ljube moju sjenku
Studio u tenku, ovdje lete bombe
Dok ti si reporter s prve linije fronte
Nađi me sa teglom meda u oblaku dima
Sa očima pčele gledam western u šesterokutima
Majica pod vratima, pušimo
Kazaljke sata šta se vrte u cypheru psihopata
Rešetamo retke, savijamo rešetke
Zavijamo na misečinu na krovu koteksa
I lajemo poput inspektora rexa
Kad na kauču sluša backvokale DMX-a
Nakon astralne mise, uopće ne smeta
Šta su neke od njih ružne ili šta nemaju sise
Lijane vise s nebodera betonske džungle
Djeca iz razdoblja he-mana i chunga lunge
Djeca s crvenim mediteranom u očima
Prljavi, krvavi spremamo logiku na počinak
I nema ih puno s nama na istoj frekvenciji
Jer većinu leta provodimo u turbulenciji
Majke su u panici, djevojčice u zamci
Halo, daj mi svog oca na telefon
Tvoja kćer plače krv kada se jebemo
Zaljubila se kad me vidjela sa prijateljicama
Kurve su me mlatile na betonskim stepenicama
E pa takva priča mora biti istinita
Ja sam joj sad tatica, ti više nisi bitan
Thom yorke, pitchfork, DJ, VJ
Drum and bass, elektro myspace u flashu
Osamdesete su in, prijateljice imaju stila
Kiss kiss, smajlić, vidimo se na trashu
Mi poznajemo svakoga, sve splitske bendove
I sve njihove top friendove, mi se čujemo
Svaki dan na forumu, icq-u, msn-u
Myspaceu, facebooku, skypeu i last.fm-u
Zbilja ne znaš kako mi je nekad biti samom
Rado ću potonuti ako ćeš ti samnom
Ja na tvome mjestu ne bi me podcjenio
Da radiš ovo, ozbiljno bi te promjenilo
Svake noći me život lovi kroz tamne uličice
Ne gubim obraz, ali stalno gubim lice
I budim se na klupi kao ponovo rođen
Ak mi moje žene ne oproste, misliš da bog hoće?
Žešće sjebani likovi na balu vampira
Uvate te tikovi kad čuješ šta svira
A zubalo se razvlači u jezovit cerek
Smiješno je što plešeš s lešem od bo derek
Zmije silaze sa sata u 22 i 55
Gostima na izlazu, vrata otkidaju rep
Dan i noć u nesrazmjeru, minute su preduge
Hodam preko duge ko po dječjem sintisajzeru
Brišem slova sa brade, kuje su mlade
Serijski ubojica braco ravno sa čokolade
Kanistar juhe s manistrom na ćirilicu
Tko je pustia piliće na ilicu?
Ivica u marici, marica na ivici provalije
Skeletoru se piva proliva kroz vilicu
Dida je na skalama pa priko didaskalije
S dalijem topim satove, regoč mi daje šatove
{ZONI refren} x4
Tvoje govno je već viđeno
Vidi naše govno nikad ga nisi vidio
Tvoje govno je već viđeno
Vidi naše govno nikad ga nisi vidio
Naše govno je nedodirljivo
Nemoj srat, nemoš ni taknit naše govno
Naše govno je nedodirljivo
Nemoj srat, nemoš ni taknit naše govno
Naše govno
Naše govno
Naše govno
Naše govno
Naše govno
Naše govno
Naše govno
Naše govno
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The Govno – English Translation
Everybody in the club get tipsy
The black, the white, even the gypsy
The n#z#s, Jews, Bloods and Crips
Everybody must get tipsy
The guys in uniforms point will be to fifty
Girls flešajte beaver to Britney
Everybody must get tipsy, quickly
I stand on the stage di all wearing masks
Life thrown on the boards that mean life
Waving a wooden sword, will turn on the camera
As soon as we start to look like black Amer
Because for every art you need a drawer
Insufficient editorial are, call editor
And what will tell fodor to such a sentence?
For this game you need poker face
So we are sponsored by UNICEF while we run the streets
We’re no longer underground, we’re under the sea
My pulse sonar, notoriety when lora
Mciji on the surface think they are special
I hold the pen with a layer of sludge per se
When the predator, as schwarzeneggerski
2008. The governor does not know English
Everybody in the club get tipsy
The black, the white, even the gypsy
The n#z#s, Jews, Bloods and Crips
Everybody must get tipsy
The guys in uniforms point will be to fifty
Girls flešajte beaver to Britney
Everybody must get tipsy, quickly
Enough charades, hazardous shall eat rappers
Know what they want, but they do not know what they are doing
Sets the an#s for both groups disfigured
Dear friends, this is the mother of all holes
All others look like, we are finding
See where are we, and here we are not for nothing
Hatred is love, you’re a f#cking groopie
I will not even kill to keep you mad
Hooray, I feel when 1,000 kuna
You have not heard the c#ck to this album
We do not believe in anything, repam about nothing
Messed up look, casually talking
I’m cool when Herr Flick, call me herrkul
b#tches think that hunt them, love my shadow
Studio in a tank, here flying bombs
While you are a reporter with the front line
Find me with a jar of honey in a cloud of smoke
With the eyes of bees watch western in hexagons
T-shirt under the door, smoke
Clockwise what are centered in the Cypher psychopath
Reset lines, bend the bars
Howling at Moonlight on board Koteks
I bark like Inspector Rex
When on the couch listening backing vocals DMX
After astral masses, do not bother
What are some of them ugly or what they do not have b##bs
Vines hang from the high-rise concrete jungle
Children from the period he-man and Chunga Lunga
Children with red eyes in the Mediterranean
Dirty, bloody store logic to rest
And there’s not a lot of us on the same frequency
For most of the year we are in turbulence
Mothers are in a panic, girls trapped
Hello, give me my father on the phone
Your daughter is crying blood when we f#ck
She fell in love when she saw me with friends
wh#res are whacking me on the concrete steps
Well, such a story must be true
I’m her daddy now, you are no longer essential
Ninos, pitchfork, DJ, VJ
Drum and bass, electro MySpace in Flash
The Eighties and friends have style
Kiss kiss, smiley, see you in the trash
We know everyone, all split bands
And all their top friend, I hear
Every day now, ICQ, MSN in
Myspace, Facebook, Skype and last.fm-in
I really do not know how we used to be very
I’m happy to sink if you’re going with me
I were you, I would not be underestimated
To do this, seriously would have changed
Every night my life chasing through the dark streets
I do not lose face, or keep losing face
I wake up on the bench as a born-again
Even my wife we do not forgive, do you think God wants?
Harder screwed characters at the ball vampires
Preserve and tics when you hear what is playing
A bite extends into a ghoulish grin
The funny thing is that you dance with the corpse of Bo Derek
Snake down from the clock in 22:55
Guests at the exit, the doors torn tail
Day and night disproportionate, minutes are too long
Long walk through when a child’s synthesizer
Deleting characters with beards, b#tches are young
Serial killer bro straight with chocolate
Canister soup with manistra on the Cyrillic alphabet
Who let the chickens in Ilica?
Ivica in Marica Marica on the brink of a precipice
Skeletor, the beer spills through the fork
Dida is on the scales so priko stage directions
With Dali blunt watches, Regoch gives me watches
{ZONE chorus x4}
Your sh#t is already seen
See our sh#t never you did not see
Your sh#t is already seen
See our sh#t never you did not see
Our sh#t is untouchable
No sh#t, nemoš not dare touch our sh#t
Our sh#t is untouchable
No sh#t, nemoš not dare touch our sh#t
our sh#t
our sh#t
our sh#t
our sh#t
our sh#t
our sh#t
our sh#t
our shit
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Lyrics Dječaci – The Govno
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