Lyrics Ciklon – Vir

Vir Lyrics – Ciklon

Singer: Ciklon
Title: Vir

Ulice znaju mi ime, tu dugo traju mi gilje
Kada me zemlja proguta, hoću da traju mi rime
Jer time bih postao besmrtan
Ne pitaj kol’ko me koštalo to što sam postao bezdušan

I nikoga ne slušam – nema cenzure
Skidamo dlake sa jezika, imamo rane, rane iz detinjstva
Repčuga je moj pop filter kad me bol stigne
Za sav taj iskren strah i bes unutra

Molim te Đavole danas ne zovi me jer sam nedostupan
Ne mogu da plačem, nemam suza
Ne mogu, al’ plače mi duša
Pašće vam kruna, jer ja sam junak bez plašta

Koliko dajеš, tol’ko i pružam
I ne mogu sad da stanem jer kao da prati mе neka neman čudna
Dok mi pesmu slušaš, jedno 500 puta
Kažem sebi kul sam, peti lek progutam, ali bez uputstva

I živim od danas do sutra, jer možda sam mrtav do jutra
Lud grad, ovde ti vade gun jer bruda
Ovo je underground za koji ne znaš ni da postoji
Imam toliko under-a, ne mogu da ih prebrojim

Kunem se, repovaću dok postojim, jer repujem, dakle postojim
Ja sam rep koman i meni to dođe kô doping
A vaš je rep prodan i jeftin kô black friday shopping
Odbij, ovde su šutke, ne moshpit

Morao sam da prebolim sve, odavno se više ne bojim smrti
Prvi sami smo sebi mi kopali grobove
Kada boli trpim sam u sobi ćutim
Ovo je ustanak, dugo tretiraju nas kao robove

Jebeš i pare i slavu, Bože podari mi duševni mir
Ređamo poraze, ranu na ranu i živimo kô da smo ukleti
Nisam uspeo da vratim snagu, a znam da svi dušmani bi
Hteli da stanem u zamku i telo mi stave u sanduk, al’ nikada to neće uspeti

Kao da guta me vir, vir, da li sam mrtav ili sam živ?
U kraju okružen tasterima, svi brzo odlaze na delete
Oblepljen flaster, dok dani mi prolaze kô na repeat
Osećam se kô Mali Princ jer moja ruža je uvela

Tu sam na sred ringa, držim gard, jer sebi sam najveći protivnik
Nekad su trake bile bez mix-a i mastering-a, bez marketing-a
Al’ raste priča jer sam master svima, ipak, nekima mozak je ko plastelina
Jer ovde ima gudre kao da živim u kartelima

I svaka je odluka odlučna – sad ili nikad
Više nije mi bitno da li je blunt ili rizla, gram ili kila
*Bam bam*, ja sam killer, *click clack*, daj gas, svako veče je rafal, drive-by iz limuzina
Pa palim ipak, a da li znaš da ovde uvek biće rata? Nikad neće biti mira

Na bitu divljam I nikad neću biti miran, daj mi samo bit i neki list papira
Ako kreneš na moje, koljem i ciljam, neće ti pomoći ni tri pancira
Kidam, to mi je algoritam, i ne moraš to da mi priznaš
Slika crno-bela kao daltonizam

Reperi, capper-i, al’ veruj mi da ja to nisam
Pare su prljave, svi za njih krvare, neko iz vena, neko iz arterija
Puni albumi su, prazna je galerija
A kad si u sranju i buli, svima prazna je baterija

Jebeš i pare i slavu, Bože podari mi duševni mir
Ređamo poraze, ranu na ranu i živimo kô da smo ukleti
Nisam uspeo da vratim snagu, a znam da svi dušmani bi
Hteli da stanem u zamku i telo mi stave u sanduk, al’ nikada to neće uspeti
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Vir – English Translation

The streets know my name, that take a long time we gilje
When I ground to swallow, I want my last rhyme
As this would become immortal
Do not ask how many cost me that I became heartless

And no one is listening – no censorship
A tip of the hair with the language, we have early, early childhood
Repčuga my pop filter when my pain arrives
For all that heartfelt fear and rage inside

Please devils today do not call me because I’m unavailable
I can not cry, I do not have tears
I can not, but my soul is crying
He shall fall down you crown, because I’m a hero without jacket

How much you give, and offering tol’ko
And I can not stop now because as you follow me some strange monster
While we listen to the song, one 500 times
I tell myself I’m cool, fifth remedy swallow, but without instructions

I live from day to day, because I might be dead by morning
Mad city, here you take out gun because bruda
This is underground for which you do not know that there is
I have so many under-and I can not count them

I swear, REPOVAC while I exist, because rap, therefore
I am tail commanding me to come when doping
And your tail is sold and cost effective when black friday shopping
Back off, here are silent, not moshpit

I had to get over all, long ago are no longer afraid of death
The first alone we ourselves we dug graves
When the pain I suffer alone in the room I feel
This is an uprising, long treated us as slaves

f#ck the money and the glory of God gives me peace of mind
Rarely defeats early in the wound and we live when we are cursed
Could not get back the strength, and know that all the enemies of order
They wanted to stop the trap and my body lay in a coffin, but never it will not succeed

As to swallow me source, source, whether I’m dead or I’m alive?
In the end surrounded by buttons, all quickly go to delete
Plastered with plaster, while the days when we go to repeat
I feel when Little Prince because my roses introduced

I’m here in the middle of the ring, keep your guard, because myself am the greatest opponent
Once the tapes were without mix and mastering-and, without marketing and
But growing story because I master all, however, some brain when plasticine
Because here has Gudra like to live in cartels

And every decision is determined – now or never
More I do not care whether it is blunt or rizla, grams or pounds
* Bam bam *, I’m a killer, * click * clack, get gas, every night is a burst, a drive-by of the limo
Well fallen yet, but do you know that it always will be war? It will never be peace

At bit wild and never be quiet, just give me a bit and a sheet of paper
If you go to my sacrifice and I’m getting at, it will not help even three armors
I tear, that’s my algorithm, and you do not have to admit that we
Photo black and white as well as color blindness

Rappers, capper-and, but believe me that I did not
Vapors are dirty, all of them bleeding from a vein, some of the arteries
Full albums are empty gallery
And when you’re in the sh#t and face-off, all empty battery

f#ck the money and the glory of God gives me peace of mind
Rarely defeats early in the wound and we live when we are cursed
Could not get back the strength, and know that all the enemies of order
They wanted to stop the trap and my body lay in a coffin, but never it will not succeed
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Lyrics Ciklon – Vir

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