Ulice Su Brze - Mcn

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'N je ponovo tu

Ti slušaš ovaj rep dok ideš u školu

Ja sam tvoj idol, sa mnom živiš u bolu

I voleo bih da me pitaš da li je ovo ono pravo?

Mnogo njih je otišlo, a nije reklo: «Zdravo»

Mali, dobro klimni glavom

Jebeš Guči, Kavali, to nije ono pravo

Ono što imaš u glavi, to je ono pravo

Na ulici smo sami, idemo samo pravo

Pitaš se šta je moj život, da li me nešto muči?

Milion puta mrtav, pijan sam išao kući

Daleko od brata, oca i majke

Na nogama je Guči, nekad su bile Najke

Gazim gas u patos, nigde nikog nema

Moje ulice su mrtve, tamo nema 'N-a

Prerano smo odrasli jer ulica nam ne prašta

Jednom kad nas ne bude trajaće ova predstava

Ulice su brze, one vole kada gube ratnike

I nemoj nikad da me pitaš: «Šta ti je?»

Po njima gazile su naše patike

Ulice su brze, ulice su brze

Dok su noću naše majke kući plakale

Ekipe naše svim i svačim šljakale

A naše želje svakim danom skakale

Ulice su brze

Ti slušaš ovaj rep dok se rolaš u džipu

Pitaš se da li te voli, ili ga duva onom liku

I sve ti je čudno, jebiga, pare su moć

Jedno oko je budno dok vozim pijan kroz noć

I želiš da me pitaš da li i ja patim?

Mnogo njih je otišlo, ortak, moraš to znati

Digni gore glavu, pravi pare jer to umeš

Nemoj izdati sebe zbog jedne jebene kurve

I nisu žene kurve, mi ih pravimo takvim

Mi ih činimo skupim, mi ih pravimo lakim

Sve one žele mir, kuću, decu i dom

Al' često sjebe ih hir na putu tom

Moj je život lom kada zavese padnu

I znam da nikog nema, opet sam sam u sranju

Prerano smo odrasli jer ulica nam ne prašta

Jednom kad nas ne bude, ostaju na nas sećanja

Ulice su brze, one vole kada gube ratnike

I nemoj nikad da me pitaš: «Šta ti je?»

Po njima gazile su naše patike

Ulice su brze, ulice su brze

Dok su noću naše majke kući plakale

Ekipe naše svim i svačim šljakale

A naše želje svakim danom skakale

Ulice su brze

Ti slušaš ovaj rep dok ti ciklus kasni

I sve bi bilo okej da nije seks bez strasti

Da 50 eura ne košta tvoje «Volim te»

Iz male sredine pobegla od rodbine

Život je košmar, a ti se peglaš za lovu

Tamo odakle si došla ljudi žive u bolu

Vikendom na splavu, u klozetu gudriraš

Prihvati istinu pravu, ne laži svoje da studiraš

Nisi loša osoba, al' oko tebe je sve trulo

Nekom bila bi posebna, ovako zovu te kurvom

Zovu te nulom ribe koje su nule

Postoje mnogo bolje stvari koje raditi umeš

Budi jaka i svoja, zajebi alkohol, drogu

Na dnu bez imena, broja, svi te žele na krovu

Svi smo rasli zajedno, pa se malo bolje znamo

Tamo gde nebo plače, srešćemo se tamo

Ulice su brze, one vole kada gube ratnike

I nemoj nikad da me pitaš: «Šta ti je?»

Po njima gazile su naše patike

Ulice su brze, ulice su brze

Dok su noću naše majke kući plakale

Ekipe naše svim i svačim šljakale

A naše želje svakim danom skakale

Ulice su brze

15 years later

I know you still want me

Listen now

'N is at it again

You listen to this rap on your way to school

I am your idol, you live with me in pain

And I would like you to ask me if this is the right one?

Many of them left without saying "Hello"

Little one, nod your head well

Fuck Gucci, Kavali, that's not real

What you have in your head is the right one

We are alone on the street, just go straight

You wonder what my life is, is something bothering me?

A million times dead, I went home drunk

Far from my brother, father and mother

On his feet are Gucci, once there were Nikes

I step on the gas in pathos, there is no one anywhere

My streets are dead, no 'N there

We grew up too soon because the street does not forgive us

Once we are gone, this show will go on

Streets are fast, they love losing warriors

And don't ever ask me: "What's wrong with you?"

Our sneakers stepped on them

The streets are fast, the streets are fast

While at night our mothers came home crying

Our teams beat everyone

And our desires jumped every day

The streets are fast

You listen to this rap while rolling in the jeep

You wonder if he loves you, or if he's blowing that character

And everything is strange to you, fuck, money is power

One eye is awake as I drive drunk through the night

And you want to ask me if I suffer too?

A lot of them are gone, man, you gotta know that

Keep your head up, make money because you can

Don't give yourself away for a fucking whore

And women are not whores, we make them so

We make them expensive, we make them easy

They all want peace, a house, children and a home

Al' often screw them up on the way there

My life is broken when the curtains fall

And I know there's no one, I'm alone in the shit again

We grew up too soon because the street does not forgive us

Once we are gone, our memories remain

Streets are fast, they love losing warriors

And don't ever ask me: "What's wrong with you?"

Our sneakers stepped on them

The streets are fast, the streets are fast

While at night our mothers came home crying

Our teams beat everyone

And our desires jumped every day

The streets are fast

You listen to this rap while your cycle is late

And everything would be okay if it wasn't sex without passion

That 50 euros does not cost your "I love you"

She ran away from her relatives from a small environment

Life is a nightmare, and you're looking for money

Where you came from, people live in pain

At the weekend on a raft, you poop in the toilet

Accept the truth, don't lie to yourself to study

You are not a bad person, but everything around you is rotten

She would be special to someone, this is how they call you a whore

They call you zero chicks that are zero

There are much better things you can do

Be strong and be yourself, screw alcohol, drugs

At the bottom with no name, no number, everyone wants you on the roof

We all grew up together, so we know each other a little better

Where the sky cries, we will meet there

Streets are fast, they love losing warriors

And don't ever ask me: "What's wrong with you?"

Our sneakers stepped on them

The streets are fast, the streets are fast

While at night our mothers came home crying

Our teams beat everyone

And our desires jumped every day

The streets are fast