Njihovi i naši - Dubioza Kolektiv

U svijetu njihovih i nasih kompromisa nema

dok obespravljeni narod za ustanak se sprema

po ustavu zaustavljen od Dejtonskih sema

nacionalni torovi izvor su problema

Oni ne brinu za ljude

njihov glasacki ste stroj

njihov savrsen poligon

dvije skole, isti krov

Ali sad je cas da lovina

postane sam lovac

i mindere zamijeniti elektricni stolac

Budi svoj, budi borac

jer tvoj je znoj, a oni broje novac

Budi svoj, budi borac

jer tvoj je znoj, a oni broje novac

Sada nema vlade

nacije su tek inventar

na stecima sagradit' cemo trgovacki centar

Dok u vise samo interese gleda

novopeceni tajkuni

ostalo je jad i bijeda

A tri su sloja drustva

to znamo iz iskustva

politicari, popovi

svi ostali su robovi

korumpirani snobovi

bogati k’o lordovi

drzava je bankrot jer oni su je prodali

Nama iza ledja lazira se trud

sporazuma nema, sve vrti se u krug

sestorica na vlasti pocinili su blud

bez milosti nas kurve nasukale na prud

Budi svoj, budi borac

jer tvoj je znoj, a oni broje novac

Budi svoj, budi borac

jer tvoj je znoj, a oni broje novac

There are no compromises between them and ours

while the disenfranchised people are preparing for the uprising

constitutionally stopped by the Dayton Sems

national pens are the source of the problem

They don't care about people

their voting machine you are

their perfect polygon

two schools, same roof

But now it's time to hunt

he becomes a hunter himself

and mindere replace electric chair

Be your own, be a fighter

because yours is sweat, and they count the money

Be your own, be a fighter

because yours is sweat, and they count the money

There is no government now

nations are just inventory

we will build a shopping center on the steaks

While he only looks at more interests

newly baked tycoons

misery and misery remained

And there are three layers of society

we know this from experience

politicians, priests

all others are slaves

corrupt snobs

rich as lords

the state is bankrupt because they sold it

Behind us, effort is lazy

there is no agreement, everything is spinning in a circle

the six in power committed fornication

without mercy the whores stranded us on the pond

Be your own, be a fighter

because yours is sweat, and they count the money

Be your own, be a fighter

because yours is sweat, and they count the money