Woods - Shin

Mozak tol’ko spržen da, od previše woodsa

Pokušam bit normalan, tad mi kažu lud sam

Imam puno govana što se prave njuške

Imam puno dobrih, da, al' išli bi te drukat', da

Odrasto na ulici pa se pitam: «Šta je duša»

Čuli bi se urlici da Shin počne pucat'

Volim krv u vilici kad čuka počne kucat'

Rekli su mi: «Smiri se», al' boli mene kurac, yeah

Uz rame tu Rope je, Trideseta gori

Bacali smo somine, nikada siroti

Kuje su golotinje, zvjerke al' ukrotive

A vi niste dobro prošli ak' smo čuli riječi protivne

Mozak tol’ko spržen da, od previše woodsa

Pokušam bit normalan, tad mi kažu lud sam

Imam puno govana što se prave njuške

Imam puno dobrih, da, al' išli bi te drukat', da

Palim, žarim, garim, kresam

Znaš me, tada ne znam gdje sam

Nema bijesa, nema stresa

Al' ak' bude potrebe će nestati adresa, yeah

Nemoj preko Face-a, samo probaj SMS-at' me

Ak' ti treba kesa il' si želiš vrh zagensat', ne

Ja ti toga nemam, al' riješavam noći besane

A ostalo su priče, pičke nude samo predstave

Mozak tol’ko spržen da, od previše woodsa

Pokušam bit normalan, tad mi kažu lud sam

Imam puno govana što se prave njuške

Imam puno dobrih, da, al' išli bi te drukat', da

Odrasto na ulici pa se pitam: «Šta je duša»

Čuli bi se urlici da Shin počne pucat'

Volim krv u vilici kad čuka počne kucat'

Rekli su mi: «Smiri se», al' boli mene kurac, yeah

Brain so fried yes, from too many woods

I try to be normal, then they show me I'm crazy

I have a lot of shit about making muzzles

I have a lot of good ones, yes, but we're going to crush you, yes

Growing up on the street, I ask myself: "What is a soul"

You'd hear the screams of Shin shooting'

I love the blood in my fork when the cock goes clucking'

They told me: "Calm down", but my dick hurts, yeah

Next to the shoulder there is Rope, the Thirtieth is burning

We threw away somny, never orphans

Bitches are naked, beasts and tame

But you didn't do well when we heard words of opposition

Brain so fried yes, from too many woods

I try to be normal, then they show me I'm crazy

I have a lot of shit about making muzzles

I have a lot of good ones, yes, but we're going to crush you, yes

I burn, glow, burn, bonfire

You know me, then I don't know where I am

No rage, no stress

If necessary, the address will disappear, yeah

Don't use Face, just try texting me

If you need a bag or want to start the top, no

I don't have that for you, but I solve sleepless nights

But the rest are witnesses, the pussies only offer performances

Brain so fried yes, from too many woods

I try to be normal, then they show me I'm crazy

I have a lot of shit about making muzzles

I have a lot of good ones, yes, but we're going to crush you, yes

Growing up on the street, I ask myself: "What is a soul"

You'd hear the screams of Shin shooting'

I love the blood in my fork when the cock goes clucking'

They told me: "Calm down", but my dick hurts, yeah