Stále Málo - DMS

Dame:

Sú to iba reči

Jak fakeove veci

Čo nemajú cenu

To je nič, to je málo

Iba keci, jak mačka vo vreci

Pretočené jak tvoje dovezené bávo

Nikdy jak pred tým

Nač opakovať vety

Nemá to cenu, to je nič to je málo

Prepáčte letí jak audio fetish

A čo je pre vás cez je pre nás stále málo

Čo je pre niekoho super

Je pre nás iba škoda

Pre niekoho koka

Je pre nás iba kola

Potrebujem vyhriate sedadlá aj volant

Aj keď sa potom v aute správam ako (?vorat)

Tak poraď mi jak to mám robiť

Aj tak ťa jebem do hlavi

Lebo som dosť starý kretén

Na to aby som vedel sám jak to chceme

Teda jak to chce pancier ja sa len veziem

Stále je to málo

Chýba ti spánok

A nevieš čo sám zo sebou máš robiť

To je nič to je málo, nezaujíma ma názor

Zo všetkého čo urobím mám dobrý pocit

Pre nás není návod

Nepretekáme kámo

Len tak si ideme a neusíme hrotiť

Aj tak to ide samo

Jak potoček a čo bude tu

To už je len na nás aké zanecháme stopy

(kludne choď do piče)

Sú to iba reči

Jak fakeove veci

Čo nemajú cenu

To je nič, to je málo

Iba keci, jak mačka vo vreci

Pretočené jak tvoje dovezené bávo

Nikdy jak pred tým

Nač opakovať vety

Nemá to cenu, to je nič to je málo

Prepáčte letí jak audio fetish

A čo je pre vás cez je pre nás stále málo

(Separ)

Separ:

Keby som bol ty radšej chodím po kanáloch

Si trochu obyčajný a trochu nula áno

Stále by si chcel viac, stále je to málo

Stále si len smetie, jak nasekané čáčo

Aj keby si bol bez šiat, a bol si bez topánok

Nikto by ti len tak nepomohol brácho

Stále si len štetka a nemáš na to nárok

Lebo si len sifilis a mal by si mať stánok

Že si kúpiš hate a si obslúžený károm

Stále je to málo jak výhovorky, prečo ne?

Stále si len granadír na teniery cez obed

Stále majú pocit že im dojebali renomé

Stále nedokážu priznať to ako byť fenomén

Šeci sú tu kokoti a nič tu neni férové

Nikto za to nemože, len tvoje menomé

Lebo to vyjebanstvo v tebe už je vedomé

Keď možeš dojebať ostatních poviš prečo ne

A to je tak málo jak pre mňa všetko medové

Tvoje názory sú extrémne svetové

Lebo si král iba že nikto nevie kde to je

A teraz vieš prečo si nula preto že

Dame:

Sú to iba reči

Jak fakeove veci

Čo nemajú cenu

To je nič, to je málo

Iba keci, jak mačka vo vreci

Pretočené jak tvoje dovezené bávo

Nikdy jak pred tým

Nač opakovať vety

Nemá to cenu, to je nič to je málo

Prepáčte letí jak audio fetish

A čo je pre vás cez je pre nás stále málo

Ladies:

It's just talk

How fake things are

Which are worthless

That's nothing, that's not enough

Just bullshit, like a cat in a bag

Twisted like your imported fun

Never before

Why repeat sentences

It has no value, it is nothing, it is not enough

Sorry, it flies like an audio fetish

And what is over for you is still not enough for us

Which is great for someone

It's just a shame for us

Coca for some

There are only bikes for us

I need heated seats and a steering wheel

Even if I act like (?vorat) in the car afterwards

So advise me how to do it

I'm going to fuck you anyway

Because I'm quite an old moron

So that I know for myself how we want it

That is, as the armor wants, I just ride

It's still not enough

You lack sleep

And you don't know what to do with yourself

That's nothing, that's not enough, I don't care about the opinion

I feel good about everything I do

There is no guide for us

We're not racing dude

We just go along and don't dare to point

It works itself out anyway

How the stream and what will be here

It's up to us what traces we leave

(take it easy, fuck you)

It's just talk

How fake things are

Which are worthless

That's nothing, that's not enough

Just bullshit, like a cat in a bag

Twisted like your imported fun

Never before

Why repeat sentences

It has no value, it is nothing, it is not enough

Sorry, it flies like an audio fetish

And what is over for you is still not enough for us

(Separate)

Separately:

If I were you, I'd rather walk the canals

You are a little ordinary and a little zero yes

You would still want more, it's still not enough

He's still just trashing himself like a chopped up guy

Even if you were without clothes, and you were without shoes

No one would just help you bro

You're still just a brush and you're not entitled to it

Because you're just syphilis and you should have a booth

That you buy hats and are served by a cart

It's still not enough of an excuse, why not?

You're still just a grenadier for tenners at lunch

They still feel that their reputation has been ruined

They still can't admit to being a phenomenon

The Czechs are cocky here and nothing is fair here

No one is to blame but your namesake

Because the bullshit in you is already conscious

If you can fuck others, why not?

And that's as little as everything honey for me

Your views are extremely worldly

Because you are the only one who knows where it is

And now you know why you are zero because

Ladies:

It's just talk

How fake things are

Which are worthless

That's nothing, that's not enough

Just bullshit, like a cat in a bag

Twisted like your imported fun

Never before

Why repeat sentences

It has no value, it is nothing, it is not enough

Sorry, it flies like an audio fetish

And what is over for you is still not enough for us