Komentarišu deca - Juice

Pesmama koje je zborio detinjstvo vam je stvorio

Šminkere osporio, velika vrata otvorio

Igricu oborio i uz vas se preporodio

I hvala vam na tome, meni hvala ne treba

Žmurim zatvorenih ušiju poput tetreba

Dok vodim ljubav štetočine koriste taj gest

Kad izađe Hiphopium, reperi nemaju šta jest'

Jer se zna ko je the best samo pitanje je želje

Kada zadignem ti suknjicu i počnem da te deljem

Pravim novo odeljenje, tvoje novo otkrovenje

Tvoja mala jače stenje jer danas ste me sreli

Al zbog toga budi happy, nemoj padati u hejt

Ima i luđih stvari, zamisli da nisi strejt

Onda bi bilo obrnuto, pomalo uvrnuto

Poznata je izreka: «ne može niko s Juiceom»

Who’s the sickest in the game

The world is still mine

Balls to rap

Ten years later still a hip-hop slave

Flow so tight

Who’s the sickest in the game

Let me explain

Drop the mics

Balls to rap

Flow so tight

Moj je život prelep, nemoj biti zavidan

Nego radi na sebi iskoristi svaki dan

U vodu pada svaki plan jer život odlučuje sam

Ti biraš samo smer, posle kaži nije fer

I zašto se ponašaš k’o pravi peder?

Kad bio sam diler davao sam na ler

DJ je hladni, ortaci su mi gladni

Dani su teški, gadni, tu su Velja, Luni, Koki

Tu je Jovča, tu je Jokić, tu sam ja, tu je Voke

Ajde sad lagano sve u muriju prijavi

Radi se o tvojoj glavi, za mene joint zavij

Zla, Kobas i FU, minli i dalje radi

Nije stvar u popularnosti već u stvarnosti

Ova pesma zanosi i ne da mi da kuliram

Uz hip-hop kuliram, dišem i stimulišem

Kroz krv cirkulišem da preformulišem

Bolesno vreme je došlo, nedostaje vam impuls

Imam maljave grudi, dođi da mi ližeš nipples

I represent FU for my people

All i see is death, blind, red and

Who’s the sickest in the game

The world is still mine

Balls to rap

Ten years later still a hip-hop slave

Flow so tight

Who’s the sickest in the game

Let me explain

Drop the mics

Balls to rap

Flow so tight

He created your childhood songs with songs

He challenged the make-up artists, opened the big door

He knocked down the game and was reborn with you

And thank you for that, I don't need thank you

I squint with my ears closed like a grouse

While making love pests use that gesture

When Hiphopium comes out, rappers have nothing to eat '

Because knowing who the best is is just a matter of desire

When I lift your skirt and start sharing you

I'm making a new department, your new revelation

Your little one moans louder because you met me today

But because of that, be happy, don't fall in love

There are crazy things, imagine you're not straight

Then it would be the other way around, a little weird

There is a famous saying: "no one can with Juice"

Who’s the sickest in the game

The world is still mine

Balls to rap

Ten years later still hip-hop fame

Flow so tight

Who’s the sickest in the game

Let me explain

Drop the mics

Balls to rap

Flow so tight

My life is beautiful, don't be envious

Use it on yourself every day

Every plan falls into the water because life decides for itself

You just choose the direction, then say it's not fair

And why are you acting like a real fagot?

When I was a dealer, I gave up

The DJ is cold, my friends are hungry

The days are hard, nasty, there are Velja, Luna, Koki

There is Jovča, there is Jokić, there is me, there is Voke

Let's report everything to the police now

It's about your head, for me, a joint wrap

Evil, Cobas and FU, the past is still working

It’s not a matter of popularity but of reality

This song is captivating and I can't let it cool down

With hip-hop, I cool, breathe and stimulate

I circulate through the blood to reformulate

Sick time has come, you lack impulse

I have hairy breasts, come lick my nipples

I represent FU for my people

All i see is death, blind, red and

Who’s the sickest in the game

The world is still mine

Balls to rap

Ten years later still hip-hop fame

Flow so tight

Who’s the sickest in the game

Let me explain

Drop the mics

Balls to rap

Flow so tight