Moja Stvar - Rasta

I ja sam kô klinac napustio školu, batalio klupu

Hteo svoj dinar, tad imô sam petnaest, nastupô u klubu

I mama je rekla «Slaba je vajda», ništa od mene

Dok jednog dana na sto nisam bacio evre

I hvala Bogu, nisam bogat rođen

Sećam se, nekad živeo sam u tri’es' kvadrata

I znao sam da jednom sve na svoje dođe

Vidi me sada, luksuzna gajba u centru grada

A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna

Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love

Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e

I ulice su moje

A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna

Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love

Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e

I ulice su moje

A ja sam dole već jednom izgubio sve svoje

A to su, kažu mi, posledice rata

I tad su me poslali moji gde, znali su, biće mi mnogo bolje

Zvao sam mamu stalno da pitam kako je tata

A ja, klinac kô klinac, tad lutao gradom i gledao ljude

Nisam imô za kartu, al' šofer me pusti da uđem i sednem

I danas kad imam, veruj mi, dao bi' kol’ko mu treba

Jer danas se uvek setim dok vozim svoj džip mercedes

I hvala Bogu, nisam bogat rođen

Sećam se, nekad snimao sam u deset kvadrata

I znao sam da jednom sve na svoje dođe

Vidi me sada, novi studio na dva sprata

A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna

Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love

Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e

I ulice su moje

A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna

Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love

Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e

I ulice su moje

As a kid, I dropped out of school and dropped out of school

He wanted his dinar, when I was fifteen, he performed at the club

And my mother said, "It's weak, nothing from me."

Until one day I threw euros at the table

And thank God, I was not born rich

I remember, I used to live in three squares

And I knew that once everything came to its own

Look at me now, a luxury crate downtown

And I see, every piece of garbage would know

Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money

But it's all just my thing, yeah

And the streets are mine

And I see, every piece of garbage would know

Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money

But it's all just my thing, yeah

And the streets are mine

And I've lost all of mine down there once

And those, they tell me, are the consequences of the war

And then mine sent me where, they knew, I would be much better

I kept calling my mom to ask how my dad was

And I, a kid like a kid, then wandered around the city and watched people

I didn't have a ticket, but the driver let me in and sat down

Even today, when I have it, believe me, I would give as much as I need

Because today I always remember while driving my jeep jeep

And thank God, I was not born rich

I remember, I used to shoot in ten squares

And I knew that once everything came to its own

See me now, new studio on two floors

And I see, every piece of garbage would know

Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money

But it's all just my thing, yeah

And the streets are mine

And I see, every piece of garbage would know

Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money

But it's all just my thing, yeah

And the streets are mine