Klanica - Goldie, GUDFELAZ, Paid In Full

Ajde samo vozi, ovo sranje drma kosti

Radio sam svašta, Bože mi oprosti

Niko ne posti, a svi veruju u Boga

Ostali goli i bosi, jer za džabe najo droga

Reci Bože

Ovde za poprek pogled, neko izbost će te nožem

Zašto Bože?

To je Centrala, sranje uvek surovo i ludo

Lako padneš, ako ne odigraš mudro

Ti nisi mudo, ti si jedno obično jaje

Brzo istekne vam rok, jer kratko traješ

Pazi šta laješ, niko oprostit' ti neće

Posle se kaješ, ali iz kante za smeće

Perfektni šesnest, bacim u nesvest

Centar stil, samo ril, napucam u pesme

Kučke tresneš, buksne kresneš

Ladi dadi, pa posle zakucaš k’o ekser

Dobrodoš'o mi u Centar, velkam tu d mali Amsterdam

Šrapneli i sranja k’o da puca bomba kasetna

Reperi se useru, kupite im pampers

Mene naći ćeš na uglu, gde se širimo k’o kancer

Treniram na travi kao Hanibal i Barila

Brutalna sirotinja ko Trinidad i Manila

Mi smo gorile, tu na ulici je džungla

A vi pičke ste i glumite k’o da ste Mira Furlan

Uuuu, dok ostali glođu koske

Trener nam je iskusan, Visente Del Boske

Samo krtina, zelena ko prokelj

Shvatiće mi rime, biću slavan postmortem

Umreću za svoje, za svoje boje

Stojim iza svojih reči, zato neki me se boje

Daću kravatu ti, a Kolumbijski kroj je

Moji otisci na vratu nisu rima, već postoje

Od večeras sve se menja

Od večeras grad je naš

Grad je naš, jel me čuješ?

Grad je naš, grad je naš

Grad je naš, grad je naš

Grad je naš, normalno bre

Nema zajebavanja, nema reket, nema rokanje

Ništa, sloboda bre, srećo.

Sloboda, ej!

Dzabe koka, dzabe ekstazi

Noću zezanje, danju spavanje

Come on, just drive, this shit shakes the bones

I have done all kinds of things, God forgive me

No one fasts, but everyone believes in God

The rest are naked and barefoot, because the drug is for nothing

Say God

Here for a side view, someone will stab you with a knife

Why God?

That's Centrala, shit always cruel and crazy

You fall easily, if you don't play wisely

You are not a fool, you are an ordinary egg

Your term expires quickly, because you last only a short time

Watch what you bark, no one will forgive you

Later you regret it, but from the trash can

Perfect sixteen, I throw into unconsciousness

Center style, only ril, I burst into songs

You bang the bitches, you bang the bums

Ladi dadi, then you nail it like a nail

Welcome to the Center, welcome to this little Amsterdam

Shrapnel and crap like a cluster bomb going off

Rappers use themselves, buy them pampers

You will find me on the corner, where we spread like cancer

I train on grass like Hanibal and Barila

Brutal slum like Trinidad and Manila

We are gorillas, there is a jungle on the street

And you are cunts and act like you are Mira Furlan

Uuuu, while the others grind their bones

Our coach is experienced, Vicente Del Bosque

Just a mole, green as brussels sprouts

They will understand my rhymes, I will be famous postmortem

I will die for my own colors

I stand behind my words, that's why some are afraid of me

I'll give you a tie, and it's a Colombian cut

My neck prints are not rhymes, they exist

Starting tonight, everything changes

As of tonight, the city is ours

The city is ours, can you hear me?

The city is ours, the city is ours

The city is ours, the city is ours

The city is ours, naturally

No screwing, no racket, no rocking

Nothing, freedom, happiness.

Freedom, hey!

Free coke, free ecstasy

Goofing around at night, sleeping during the day