Sirovi talenat - Goldie, GUDFELAZ, Kasko

Bulz aj, hed kao bulz aj

Reprezentujemo braću, kumove i svoj kraj

Haj kao da sam zmaj

Bljujem vatru, pada u startu

Rima zgužva te ko paklu

Mangup, heroj pogine mlad i gluv

Takva je priča, biraš il' kraj il' put

Imaš ličnu, pasoš, noge te još služe

Ako zaglaviš u kraju, imaš podočnjake ludje

Druže, mi smo produkti sistema, reglaža uma

Jer vam ispada iz hoda, ko pejterima sa puno tvorza

Radiš to namerno

Nisam smej’o se toliko od parodije za ameno

A sirene me uozbilje, po mene dolaze, ti repuješ o tome

Hajde, reci im kako izgledaš kad te slome

Nisi bio, ti biraš, pa živiš nečije snove

Ja biću tu, od početne do tačke krajne

Tu sam k’o vektor, hoću te pare Beko

Hoću svoje pare

Samo sirovi talenat, sirovi talenat

Nabijem poštovanje kada sa njim brisem dupe

Vaš respekt me ne hrani i ne placa mi račune

Radim ovu muziku, od nje nemam kune

Još potrošim ja na nju kao da je poput kurve

A htio sam je ženit i da razmenimo burme

Kunem se u moje ljude, zika hoće da mi uzme

Sve valute pa me truje, ali tu je pa mi kuje plan

Tu je uvijek kad sam sâm, brljaš duše vadi bar

Mislili mi smo da biće nam bolje, al biće nam gore

Jer bićemo oteti, biću

Kučke su proklete, pazi šta vole

pištoljem, kofer, pokaz’o se kome?

Ja bitove koljem, a ti si bez volje

Što idem po svoje na putu po kojem ne ide sav čovek

Jebeš flou, slušaj pesmu pa produzite

Dzabe tolko pričam kad me jebeno ne kužite

Tužite druge guzice što čine, vazda tužni ste

Ubijem ovaj rep, mrtav izadjem na zvucnike

Ubij se ili uzmi sve, pljujem rime sa uzijem

Zuji sve budim ulice, budim te bludne kujice

Ludi ste, ludi budite.

Glupi ste, jaja punite

Zlatni i Kasko rimama zlata punimo rundike

Bullz aj, hed like bullz aj

We represent brothers, godfathers and our region

It's like being a dragon

I spit fire, it falls in the start

Rima crushes you like hell

Mangup, the hero dies young and deaf

That's the story, you choose either the end or the path

You have an ID card, a passport, your legs still serve you

If you get stuck at the end, you have crazy dark circles

Comrade, we are products of the system, the regulation of the mind

Because it gets out of your step, like a painter with a lot of creativity

You do it on purpose

I haven't laughed so much since the Amen parody

And the sirens take me seriously, they're coming for me, you're rapping about it

Come on, tell them what you look like when they break you

You weren't, you choose, so you live someone else's dreams

I will be there, from the beginning to the end point

I'm here like a vector, I want your money Beko

I want my money

Just raw talent, raw talent

I get respect when I wipe ass with him

Your respect does not feed me and does not pay my bills

I make this music, I don't have a kuna from it

I still spend on her as if she is like a whore

And I wanted to marry her and exchange wedding rings

I swear by my people, zika wants to take it from me

All currencies poison me, but it's there, so it's making a plan for me

It's always there when I'm alone, taking the mess out of my soul

We thought it would get better, but it will get worse

Because we will be kidnapped, I will

Bitches are cursed, watch what they like

with a gun, a suitcase, he showed himself to whom?

I'm slaughtering bits, and you're out of will

Why am I going my own way on a path that not everyone takes

Fuck you, listen to the song, then move on

I talk so much for nothing when you don't fucking listen to me

Sue other asses for what they do, you're always sad

I'm killing this rap, I'm dead on the speakers

Kill yourself or take it all, I spit rhymes with an uzie

I'm buzzing, I'm waking up the streets, I'm waking up those whore bitches

You are crazy, be crazy.

You're stupid, you're filling your balls

Zlatni and Kasko, we fill the rounds with gold rhymes