Dal sjecas se - Elemental

REMI:

Sjećam se

Vojničke hlače, karirana košulja

Na glavi kapa, u ruksaku sprejevi, da, to sam ja…

1996 je godina, vrijeme kad se hiphop nije čuo iz svakog walkmana

I nije bilo party-a, ni reklamnih kampanja koje

Koriste našu muziku da nam podvale svoja sranja

Naše stanje uma bilo je drukčije, tad se

Dobro znalo ko nosi široke hlače i hoody-e.

U tramvaju, na cesti, ljudi su nas čudno gledali

Da pjesnici su čuđenje u svijetu, to nismo znali

Za nama su Skinsi vikali: «Nigger-loveri»

A mi se međusobom nismo prcali da smo fejkeri…

Vikendom se igrala šica, motala koja gica

Navečer se brijalo na Trgu, čekalo se već

Dobro znana lica, kad se spustila kmica

Išlo se ukrasit vagone Hrvatskih Željeznica

Često ostajali smo sjedit ispod sata

Mjesto di su se dokazali majstori hiphop zanata

Normalno bilo je stajlat tuđe textove

Citirat KRS-a, gledat skice, trejdat cap-ove

I imali smo beef-ove, al smo branili frendove

Al lova je ušla u priču i okrenula ploču…

Dal sjećaš se, sunce je jače sjalo

Dal sjećaš se, ispravno se brijalo

Dal sjećaš se, važna bila je rima

Danas važne su pare, što to s nama ne štima?

Dal sjećaš se, tvrdi ritam i MC

Dal sjećaš se, svi zajedno brijali

Dal sjećaš se, važna bila je rima

Danas važne su pare, što to s vama ne štima?

INK:

Inkognito je tu, za tvoje uho

Sad imam «Ecko» majcu, a nekad sam kemijo i kuho

Kak da dođem do prvih šelsica

I debelih lejsica, u zemlji

Prizme Colora i fake Adidasa s placa

Bio sam faca, jer Trst je dao svoje

Po obleku prek granica, na trenirci crvene boje

«Masno Deluxe» slova stoje.

Brate, evo ti novi

Ice-T, presnimi, ne brini moje su kazete tvoje

I nije bilo problema, pozdravljam sve što su još

Tu, i one kojih nema

INK:

U neboder na party, Varšavska i Križanićeva

Su me viđale češće nego mati, možda i nisam

Znao najbolje crtati, al se Kid, Fade, Pace, Wise

Dope, Semper, Asher, Maze nikad nisu morali trtati

Ni šmrkati, da bi nam bilo dobro, ma kakvi

U «Odeonu» sam prvi put mikrofon odro

Kad je Glock jedamput napravio party

Dal sjećaš se Young Lordsa?

Dal sjećaš se

Tagragza, Sidefects-a i Kords-a?

Dal sjećaš

Se Inkovog debija: «Jezik oštar poput

Grebena», tak je počinjala brija, novopečenog

MC-a…iz grada ispod sljemena dolazim

S mozgom ko u jebenog štrebera

Noći mora i nemira… PEACE!!!

REMI:

Sveg' sjeti se, al piši nove stranice

Imaš 4 elementa, otvori 4 strane svijeta

Kao DJ sa scratch-evima, break-er sa pokretima

Writer grafitima, MC sa riječima…

Dal sjećaš se, sunce je jače sjalo

Dal sjećaš se, ispravno se brijalo

Dal sjećaš se, važna bila je rima

Danas važan je cash, što to s nama ne štima?

REMI:

I remember

Military pants, plaid shirt

Hats on my head, sprays in my backpack, yes, that's me…

1996 is the year, a time when hip-hop was not heard from every walkman

And there were no parties, no advertising campaigns that

They use our music to trick us with their shit

Our state of mind was different then

He knew well who wore baggy pants and hoodies.

In the tram, on the road, people were looking at us strangely

That poets are the wonder of the world, we did not know

Behind us, the Skins shouted, "Niger hunters."

And we didn't tell each other that we were fakers…

Weekends were played on weekends

In the evening we shaved in the Square, we were already waiting

Well-known faces, when the little girl came down

The wagons of the Croatian Railways were decorated

We often stayed seated under the clock

A place where the masters of the hip-hop craft have proven themselves

It was normal to style other people's texts

Quote KRS, watch sketches, trade cap

And we had beef, but we defended friends

Al lova got into the story and turned the plate…

Do you remember, the sun was shining brighter

Do you remember, he shaved properly

Do you remember, rhyme was important

Money is important today, what's wrong with us?

Do you remember, hard rhythm and MC

Do you remember, everyone shaved together

Do you remember, rhyme was important

Money is important today, what's wrong with you?

INK:

It's incognito, for your ear

Now I have an "Ecko" T-shirt, and I used to be a chemist and a cook

How do I get to the first shells

And thick ladles, in the ground

Prisms of Colora and fake Adidas from the plaza

I was cool, because Trieste gave its own

After the dress across the border, in red tracksuits

"Fat Deluxe" letters stand.

Dude, here's a new one

Ice-T, rewrite, don't worry my tapes are yours

And no problem, I welcome everything else

There, and those who are not

INK:

In the skyscraper at the party, Warsaw and Krizanic

They saw me more often than my mother, maybe not

He knew how to draw best, but he was Kid, Fade, Pace, Wise

Dope, Semper, Asher, Maze never had to rub

It's not snoring to be good, no matter what

In "Odeon" I took off the microphone for the first time

When Glock once had a party

Do you remember Young Lords?

Do you remember

Tagragza, Sidefects and Cords?

Do you remember

Inca's debut: "Tongue sharp as

Grebena », that's how the shaved, freshly baked shave began

MC… from the city below the ridge I come

With a brain like a fucking nerd

Nights of sea and unrest… PEACE !!!

REMI:

Remember everything, but write new pages

You have 4 elements, open 4 sides of the world

Like a DJ with scratches, break-er with moves

Writer graffiti, MC with words…

Do you remember, the sun was shining brighter

Do you remember, he shaved properly

Do you remember, rhyme was important

Cash is important today, what's wrong with us?