Tlakovi Lyrics – Tibor
Singer: Tibor
Title: Tlakovi
Svi su na svim živim i neživim gudrama
Ja sam tu normalan jedini
Slava izblijediti ma da bi neki za lanac
I neki bi 〈.?.〉 ti ukrali auto
I vozili gradom dok si zavezan u podrumu mado
Šalim se malo, nebu ti niš bilo
Ako buš osto na istom i za sitniš dilo i dalje
Rađe umri il uzmi pare, svi su i tak i tak
Počeli s 50jem, neki sad rade na kile, a neki na 50je
Ovisi di ti je prioritet; debeli džep ili sirovi rep
Da sam u New Yorku dilo bi krek, da sam u Kaliju pikno bi ket
Da sam u Pittsburghu pio bi s Jack Blackom
I điko bi s Visokih Pet, da sam u Vegasu digo bi sve
Jebo prvu na koju digo bi se, oženio prvu uz koju digo bi se
Da sam u Floridi spisko bi sve
Da sam u Češkoj bi imo i keš i jebo bi kučke i snimo bi sve
Da pušimo manje bio bi wack, da pijemo manje bio bi mek
Da šljakam si legalno bio bi šef, da prljavo bogat sam imo bi sef
Da pljuge su jeftine chillo bi bez brige i solo i siso bi gens
Da trava je legalna išo bi već doktoru koji propiso bi lijek
Heej pusti me malo bar da maštam
Od svih tih aloma nisam ni izašo van
Previše pasivan kad je masivan hand unutar sistema
Raspad sistema kao klasika
〈.?.〉 n#z#va za čibicu u ZG-u, ima ih gro
Čibica mi je najjača, nikad bez napajanja
Širi se ko zaraza, vuci i budi zahvalan
Brija nije napadna, sorry kaj samo želim spasit ovu zemlju od propadanja
A pod zemlju mislim na planetu
A pod propadanje mislim na djecu
Odrastaju glupa, uče ih cugat
Muče ih svuda kada god odu se pudrat
Nema pudra, nema ni sapuna
Ca je unutar kluba i dvorana je puna
Bogatima se ne isplati da budu sutra
Među njima možda i popuši se vutra
Pa svuda samo laid back, sirup i kauč i headset
Onda ne repam dok tekne, roknem bar pet u raketu i legnem
A onda ne stajem dok već ne spičim ih deset i sve mi se preokrene
Velebni ko Velebit, kaj to gruva, vele beat
Žugi sinko dere seek, ovi sišu žele cl#t
Žugi fura Đele flow, neke žene žele to
Neke vole Đelem Đelem, ja ti bro ne jebem to
Sranje u kvartu, ide na bruku
Nisam u gradu, tam sam za ćuku
Glava na glavu, pare u buntu
Para na pare, a điram u Puntu
Mevre za evre, znaš li na Đuntu
Ne radim džabe, nisam u buntu
Crni računi samo na ruke
Boli me dupe, svinje su super
Kad su po pola, bacam na kuke
Žugi ni vukel, Žugi je pukel
High5 bolji od svake grupe
Triestri studio gori od svake šupe
Ko god je gorio u velikoj želji
Samo umi se sinko još si kermeljiv
Još si promjenjiv, moš me provjerit
I velim; tu smo na svom, ti seli
Pijemo rakiju, pušimo sk#nk
Ulica Rade, Visokih Pet
Pun mi je tank, natanko se rađe
Najrađe sjednem za šank
Sjednem di god, s trona ne silazim nisam za pod
Rulja mi prilazi reć da sam bog (E ti si bog)
Rija ispituje nemam ni bod (Nemaš ni bod)
Uvijam gandžu, meni je koma da ne viđam slađu
Viđo sam kete, tice i setke
Subote, petke kidao letke za fić
Nisi pozvan na mić
Visokih pet i ne znamo sić
Nisi pozvan na mić
Visokih pet i ne znamo sić
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Tlakovi – English Translation
They are all on all living and inanible gudras
I am the normal one
Glory to fade ma to make some for a chain
And some would <.?.> You stole car
And drove the city while tied in the bas#ment mado
I’m kidding a little, the sky you no
If the bush is at the same and for a change of Dilo and on
Bold die il take money, they are all so and so
Started with 50th, some now work on hernia, and some of the 50th
It is up to you a priority; thick pocket or raw tail
If I were in New York to a bread, I would be in potassium picno ket
If I was in Pittsburgh would drink with Jack Black
And Điko would with a tall five, if I were in Vegas Digo would
f#cking the first to which digit would, married the first to digest
If I were in Florida list would everything
If I were in the Czech Republic IMO and cache and f#ck b#tches and we would take everything
To smoke less would be wack, to drink less would be a soft
That I slag you legally would be the boss, that I’m dirty I’m imo would be a safe
That the spits are cheap chillo would be without worry and solo and siso would gence
That the grass is legal bark would already be a doctor who would prescribe the medicine
Heej let me go a little bit bar to imagine
Of all these aloms I didn’t even go out
Too passive when a massive hand inside the system
System disintegration as a classic
<.?.> Call for the igga iglic, there are emo
I am the strongest, never without power
Spreading who the infection, pull and be grateful
The shi is not attacked, sorry what I just want to save this country from decay
And I mean the planet underground
And under the decay I think of kids
They grow up stupid, they learn them cugat
Torturing them everywhere whenever they go podrat
No powder, there is no soap
Ca is inside the club and the hall is full
Rich does not pay off to be tomorrow
Among them perhaps and smoke a wut
So just Laid Back, Syrup and Sofa and Headset everywhere
Then don’t be raped while texts, rammer at least five in a rocket and litter
And then I don’t stop until I’m not already spoken ten and all of me reverses
Velebano Ko Velebit, Kaj to Gruva, Vele Beat
Žugi Sinko Dere Seek, these sucker jelly cl#t
Žavi Fua Djele Flow, some women want to
Some love Đelem Đelem, I don’t f#ck you
sh#t in the neighborhood, goes to Bruce
I’m not in town, there I’m for ion
Head on your head, steam in the bounton
Pair to steam, and I gather in Punat
Meuvre for Evre, do you know about the Đuntu
I don’t work on the sobs, I’m not in the bounton
Black accounts only on hand
Me the asses of my #ss, pigs are great
When they are half, I throw on the hooks
Žugi ni Vukel, Žugi je pukel
High5 better than each group
Triers studio worse than every shed
Whoever burned in a big wish
Just umily son you are still kermitable
You’re still changeable, you can check me out
And I say; We’re here on my own, you move
We drink brandy, we smoke the skunk
Street work, high five
I’m full of tank it’s gonna be done
I’m at the very wonderful sitting for a bar
I sit di yo, with a throne I don’t get down I’m not for the floor
Mob approaches me say that I am God (you are God)
RIY examines I don’t even point (you don’t even point)
I’m wrapping Ganja, I’m a coma not to see the sweeter
I’ve seen Kete, Tice and Remote
Saturdays, Friday Kidao flyers for Fić
You’re not invited to Mić
High five and we don’t know that
You’re not invited to Mić
High five and we don’t know that
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Lyrics Tibor – Tlakovi
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