Ostavi T.R.A.G. - Elemental

Sto sam sve napravio do sada, sto nisam i sto bih htio

Di cu sutra stajat, neznam, al' vidjet ces da bum bio

U blizini brijo isto k’o i prije, di je smisao

Da neradim po svome, ne znam o cem' bi pisao

U stvarima o cemu bi govorio, za koji bi kurac zivio

Dal' bi ista stvorio, u ovih 10 godina glava je put odabrala

To nije isti put k’o drugima, al' zato dobro se zabavljala

Mog’o sam linijom manjeg otpora, al' nisam

Mozda nikad nis' ne zaradim al' uvijek znat cu di sam

Volim ovu muziku svjestan svih njenih mana

Danas k’o i prije sedam godina, ona je moja hrana

Moja strana ulice, moja strana muzike

Da djelim ju sa drugima da drugi shvate odlike

Njene k’o sto i ja prihvacam, postujem i volim

Druge izraze cuvam ciste obraze

Borim se za mjesto pod suncem i da mi daju malo prostora

Da pokazem sto mogu prije spustanja zastora

Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put

Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag

Da se zna da bio si tu

Povlacim liniju, malu tanku crvenu

S lijeve dobro, s desne ne jos uvijek mislim na nju

Moju muziku Dajem stih za svaki dan proveden uz nju

Mig za svaku nit sto ju pletem u zastavu

U dobru i zlu dok sam drz’o svijecu radiju

S kojeg sam prim’o nastavu, od ljudi

Sto sad ravnopravno sa mnom plivaju

Za slamku se primaju nebil' jos bili tu

Da daju plodno tlo i sjemenku

Svakom novom korjenu, sto ce il' do’c il' otic'

Ostaviti svoj trag il' samo mirofon podic'

K’o Horn kazem ajmo ic' dalje

Otvorit vrata sva, pa makar mic po mic

Od crno-bijelog svijeta u bojama

Dalje od Beatlesa i Jimija nemre svako bit' legenda

Do sobe s puno prostora gdje jedna kultura ne dominira

Gdje se samo svira

Gdje i rapper poput mene moze naci svoj mali kutak mira

I par filira podjelit sa svojim ljudima

Dok je srce u grudima, vicem dajte

I meni malo vremena da ga potrosim sa drugima

Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put

Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag

Da se zna da bila si tu

Svatko zivi svoju sudbinu, svak' pise svoju povijest

Svatko bira svoju cestu kojom mog’o bi se odvest

U rikverc ili napred krenut dalje ili vratit se

Platiti sve pogreske, ostat na mjestu, maknit se

Svoje vec sam odabrala k’o oduvijek da sam znala

Od prvog dana, di je moja strana

Zato drzim, nedam muziku sto dajem skroz iz srca

Trazim mjesto jel' ima slobodno dok neko drugi grca

U vec prozvakanom zalogaju i u zalog daju

Tude misli tudje pjesme a znaju to se nesm’je

Nemres vratit natrag vrijeme nemres ni kada bi htio

Ni kada bi smio, ni kada bi Bog bio

Dio mene zna da stvarnost je prolazna

Da bit cu opet prah onaj iz kojeg sam nastala

Zato ostavljam trag ko marker koji nikada ne vrijedi

Ko grafit na zidu danas ne znam sta vas sutra slijedi

Poslusaj me uhvati ritam novog doba

Ima losi, dobar putnik ti ta oba budu proba

I daj svoj pecat novom stoljecu na dar

K’o sto to cinimo i mi Shot, Ink i Remi

Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put

Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag

Da se zna da bio si tu

Svako pise svoju pricu, svako bira svoj put

Sad dok mozes ostavi svoj trag

Da se zna da bila si tu

What I have done so far, what I have not and what I would like

I won't know where I will be tomorrow, but you will see that there will be a boom

They shave nearby as before, which makes sense

If I didn't work on my own, I don't know what to write about

In things he would talk about, what the fuck he would live for

If he had created the same, in these 10 years the head has chosen the path

It's not the same as others, but that's why she had a good time

I could have done it with less resistance, but I didn't

Maybe I'll never make money but I'll always know where I am

I love this music aware of all its flaws

Today, like seven years ago, she is my food

My side of the street, my side of music

To share it with others so that others understand the qualities

I accept, respect and love her as much as I do

Other terms keep my cheeks clean

I am fighting for a place under the sun and to give me some space

To show what I can do before lowering the curtain

Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path

Now while you can leave your mark

To know that you were there

I draw a line, a little thin red

On the left well, on the right I still don’t think of her

My music I give a verse for every day spent with her

A moment for every thread I knit into a flag

For better or worse, I kept the candle on the radio

From whom I received classes, from people

They are now swimming on an equal footing with me

For straw they are accepted if they have not been there yet

To give fertile soil and seed

Every new root, which will either come or go

Leave your mark or 'just a microphone lift'

Like Horn, let's say let's move on

Open the door all, at least mic by mic

From the black and white world in colors

Beyond the Beatles and Jimi, not everyone can be a legend

To a room with a lot of space where one culture does not dominate

Where it's just played

Where a rapper like me can find his little corner of peace

And a couple of fillers to share with their people

While the heart is in the chest, give a shout

And I have little time to spend it with others

Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path

Now while you can leave your mark

To know that you were there

Everyone lives their destiny, everyone writes their own history

Everyone chooses their own path

In reverse, either move forward or backward

Pay for all the mistakes, stay put, get away

I already chose mine as I always knew

From day one, where is my side

That's why I hold, I don't give music that I give from the heart

I'm looking for a place if there's room while someone else is grunting

In the already chewed bite and in the pledge they give

He thinks of other people's songs and knows that he must not

You can't go back in time, even if you want to

Neither if he should, nor if he were God

Part of me knows that reality is fleeting

Yes, I will be the dust I came from again

That's why I leave a mark as a marker that is never valid

Like graffiti on the wall today, I don't know what's next for you tomorrow

Listen to me catch the rhythm of the new age

There are bad, good travelers, and they'll both try it out

And give your seal to the new century as a gift

Just like Shot, Ink and Remy do

Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path

Now while you can leave your mark

To know that you were there

Everyone writes their own story, everyone chooses their own path

Now while you can leave your mark

To know that you were there