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[Kajl is a Jew]

Ajs Nigrutin - (Sve Same Barabe, 2004) - Kilo granja lesim

[Ajs Nigrutin]
Pochinjem da trokiram, opet mozak puche
Daj vamo te rizle i pojachaj bas da tuche
Crne misli me muche, 15 dana sam kod kuce
Imam karirane papuche
Kupio josh juche, slusham Snup Doga takozvanog kuche
Po rerni mi skachu pogachice vruce
(Seven: Ne pominji pivo) Nisam pomenuo pivo
Necu da pominjem pivo, u celom tekstu pivo
(Seven: A vino, a vino?) Ni to brate necu
Od zdrepcheve krvi sam peglirao u vrecu
Celu noc, ceo dan, utonuo u san
Mamuran se probudio, greshkom cirko vinobran
Zato imam reshenje zvano Klod Van Dam Zan
Prazan mi je stan, a bash sam odmoran
Dobio sam platu, chiji najveci sam fan
Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan

Refren: [Eufrat] (Seven) <Ajs Nigrutin>
[Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan]
(Da varim ceo dan)[Da varim ceo dan]
[Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan]
(Da varim ceo dan)[Da varim ceo dan]
<Sad ukrshtene rechi ne mogu da reshim>
(Ne pitaj me nishta, kilo granja leshim)
<Rolam buksnu shita, pa se pitam da li greshim>
(Ne pitaj me nishta, kilo granja leshim)

[Seven]
Ne mogu da vidim, spurnjah keta pola
I sada kad se setim kako vozim kola
Jesi upao u koshtac s tekstovima pravim
'frate, brate, dodaj buksne, necu da te davim
Dok chitam High Times u smokin' nigga stilu
Vozim kadilak, lochem sombrero tekilu
Ne, ne mogu da verujem da sam se uduv'o
Vidim oblak dima izlazi na uvo
Ispadoh iz takta, ja dolazim iz shahta
Umesto hromagija, savili smo plakta
Bela rizla nije cela, zato nove kupuj
Pushim shita buksnu, radujem se, kuku
A onda ispred mene pojavi se pub
Rekoh mu da nemam, reko, rekoh mu da nemam LIRICHKI ZUUUB!

[Eufrat]
Doshao sam kuci uplakan sav
Jer nisam im'o kesha da varim ceo dan
Uzeo sam pare, shto gurno sam u shtek
Chuvao sam ih za neki dobar krek
Zavija dek, jer to mi je shtek
I od celog tog tripa meni brzo posta muka
Jer pojeo sam danas ja bez pljeskavice luka
Trchim prema cilju i zili mi ruka
Dobicu infarkt jer mi pumpa chuka
Uzeo sam dzoint i pocheo da puhtam
Prodao sam danas nekih memorija ram
I zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan

Refren


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwStzmj-XBs

[Iva]

Kuzmaneeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Ipak se nadam da si mislio na MENE, a ne na onog... tamo?


Anyway, ak' baš želite text, masterwork of poetics:

The Ghost Song (The Doors)
Awake.
Shake dreams from your hair
my pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
the day's divinity
First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.

Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
the time has come again
choose now, they croon
beneath the moon
beside an ancient lake

Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
everything is broken up and dances.

Indians scattered,
On dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s,
Fragile eggshell mind

We have assembled inside,
This ancient and insane theater
To propagate our lust for life,
And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.

The barns have stormed
The windows kept,
And only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
From the divine mockery of words,
Music inflames temperament.

Ooh great creator of being
Grant us one more hour,
To perform our art
And perfect our lives.

We need great golden copulations,

When the true kings murderers
Are allowed to roam free,
A thousand magicians arise in the land
Where are the feast we are promised?

One more thing

Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light
Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light

A city rises from the sea
I had a splitting headache
From which the future's made