Wu Tang 1995 - Corona

Svaki dan mi je sladak kao tropsko voće

I gde god da pođem sa sobom nosim osmeh

Bog je sa mnom, loši stvari iza mene su

Sa đavolom u glavi pijem Hennessy u krevetu

Jebeš iPhone 6, jebeš Gucci, kujo

I dok se takmiče, udišem novo jutro

Život k’o flash royal, sinoć na pokeru

Propuštao sam šanse kao tekst na prvom koncertu

Drolje su opet tu, ispade broje mi

Reperi iz geta, pozdrav, znam da bi bolje vi

Album realno kolje i srolaću stotku

Sad ponovo je sunce na mom horizontu

Wu Tang snovi u deset kvadrata

Radom zaslužujem sreću — Hidetoši Nakata

Sinovi rata svud na Zemljinoj kugli

Skidam prašinu sa ramena — Massimo Dutti

Možeš da me mrziš ili voliš

Sanjao sam krupne snove još u osnovnoj školi

I dok serete o meni, mislim o velikoj lovi

To su Wu Tang snovi, to su Wu Tang snovi

Nekad sam živeo kontra ritam

Opstani sam k’o bengalski tigar

Igram k’o Michael Jackson, moonwalk, Billie Jean

Nemoj da me truješ lošom pričom kao sifilis

Mislili ste svi da ću nestati — nikada!

Nirvana u studiju od smrvljenog šiptara

U rizlama su godine detinjstva tu na šipkama

Al' najbolje je kad sa svojim psima opet kidaš lajv

Izlazim na kraj svaki dan sa mrkim pogledima

Srbija, jug, postaje tesna Pobedina

Fajterski duh k’o da živim sa bokserima

Udišem svaki novi dan — dolce vita

Naše pesme su linije života — EKG

Tvrda priča — Milan Mladenović EKV

Zato gledaj me kako u klubu predstavljam ulice

Dok za mnom ne zaplaču sve kvartovske bludnice

Every day is as sweet as a tropical fruit to me

And wherever I go, I bring a smile with me

God is with me, bad things are behind me

I drink Hennessy in bed with the devil in my head

Fuck iPhone 6, fuck Gucci, bitch

And as they compete, I breathe in a new morning

Life is like a flash royal, last night at poker

I missed chances like a lyric at the first concert

The sluts are at it again, I'm counting the outbursts

Rappers from the ghetto, greetings, I know you'd better

The album really slaughters and rolls a hundred

Now the sun is on my horizon again

Wu Tang Dreams in Ten Squares

By working I deserve happiness — Hidetoshi Nakata

Sons of war all over the globe

Dusting off my shoulders — Massimo Dutti

You can hate me or love me

I had big dreams back in elementary school

And while you're talking shit about me, I'm thinking about the big game

These are Wu Tang dreams, these are Wu Tang dreams

I used to live against the rhythm

Survive alone like a Bengal tiger

I play like Michael Jackson, moonwalk, Billie Jean

Don't poison me with a bad story like syphilis

You all thought I would disappear — never!

Nirvana in a studio made of crushed shiplap

In the rice fields, the years of childhood are there on the bars

But it's best when you tear up live with your dogs again

I leave at the end of each day with a grim look

Serbia, the south, becomes a narrow Victory

Fighting spirit as if I live with boxers

I breathe in each new day — dolce vita

Our songs are life lines - EKG

A hard story — Milan Mladenović EKV

So watch me represent the streets in the club

Until all the neighborhood harlots cry for me