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Well Done
I came back from the fight stronger than the cordon
The whole hood by the Lim, weight in the leg, roof five tons
At the head of the battalion, up to the throne a hundred rounds
Dorćol brother Serbia, a ton of dynamite
Let’s raise the glasses for all the boozers from the hood
Tonight alcohol is my shortcut to paradise
Pour a little on the floor for the homies in the grave
Come on, pray to God for all of us high on dope
And quickly add some rakija for the nerves and cirrhosis
To remember those who loved it through the nose
To toast to all who were blasting into the bone
Homies in the pen, for you I keep the last flask
And let the cops blow, they only guard the dope anyway
Two-nine, the whole block shakes when the beat bangs
Fakers spot me like heat around the corner
Moving like a panzer, dangerous to the teeth
Where my soup spits sparks, only madness let it out
Doesn’t know who he’s messing with, instead of crossing the street
But panic will hit him when he swallows 357
And the coroner struggles to pull him out of concrete
Bullet in the chamber, left blinker, always parked by the rule
Then straight to the club, no one dares to frisk me
When they see I walked in, the music shuts down at once
DJ drops the house record, it’s clear, folk music blasts
Paparazzi only clicking, bimbos from the scene are here
Security doing push-ups while I slap them around
Even though it’s packed tight, I empty the VIP with force
Boss, four bottles here, come for the money yesterday
When I loosen up a bit, of course I fire a burst in the ceiling
The SWAT’s afraid to enter, I’m armed like Rambo
They’ll have to call the Special Unit if they want to arrest me
Or maybe better the gendarmes, those rabbits fear me
No chance they’ll cuff me, drag me out like I’m a burglar
Let me see that hero who thinks he’ll take my submachine gun
But lucky for those chicks, I’m off to find my lions
I’ll come back later when we smash the rafts
Every time the music bangs, respect, respect
Every occasion when we drink, respect, respect
What the crew always needs, we know what our measure is
Until we kiss the floor, respect, respect
Let’s raise all glasses high, this round is on me
Come on singer, one more time, just let the music start
Because this night heals every wound that burns me
Let’s all sing like Jan, let the alcohol flow
And come on now, clap, let’s warm up our palms
Let’s smash the taverns, sink the rafts
Because this rhythm shakes, like it’s electric shock
And the girls let them move, every ass is bouncing
I want havoc, every glass, bottle broken
Smashed bars, in the shards up to our knees
Let me hear a toast for all my homies
To chase away the troubles, drink until the last bill
For drifters, hustlers, for all my slackers
Even if they chose, they couldn’t gather such
For the kings of the cobblestone, for beggars from the roads
For all the homies hiding tonight from the pubs
For all the club owners, in the name of old debts
Here comes a crew murkier than the Danube
Who blew the cash only to start shooting
So the moon tonight is full of holes
No more Đura Jakšić, no napkins and poems
But in that name plays the song of Dorćol’s bohemians
So we act arrogant until we wreck the place
Doesn’t matter who drinks what, bring another jug
Every time the music bangs, respect, respect
Every occasion when we drink, respect, respect
What the crew always needs, we know what our measure is
Until we kiss the floor, respect, respect
And when you see me in the hood, say right away respect
And when you spot me on the raft, better say respect
Don’t talk behind my back, don’t let trouble chase you
Better say when it’s time, respect, respect
And when you see me in the hood, say right away respect
And when you spot me on the raft, better say respect
Don’t talk behind my back, don’t let trouble chase you
Better say when it’s time, respect, respect
xgasko
ilyaprower✕
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