D-Fence – Pozorištance

D-Fence – Pozorištance Lyrics

Artist: D-Fence
Song: Pozorištance

Par puta je padalo na pamet Markonjeru da se ubije
Jer shvatio da život koji živi kao kosač je
Što dolazi po glavu da odrubi je
Al’ ako neko treba da se ubije, ubiću sudije

Prljave, one pokvarene, podmićene
Ushićenje sada nosi mene, kad brat po mic-u strada
Isto k’o i ja, nikada ne pada, mada
U borbi sva estrada, otegla se brada

Potomak jesam nekih ja seljaka
Ali nemam svoje selo
Zato moram više da šljakam za hranu
Nemam na selu ni dedu ni nanu

I moram sve da kupim u dućanu
A tvoj leća ima privatni biznis, ti imaš svoju kuću
Dođi malo kod mene, vidi atmosferu vruću
Tu u zgradi, kako sе živi, šta se radi

Šta rade mladi i zašto im se fеnsi rima gadi
Super si se skocko, k’o pravi reper obuk’o
A ja se derem, od nezadovoljstva sam promuk’o
Dokle da gledam usrance, njihove lance

Vutre Albance, Liliputance
Pozorištance, jedem rezance
Kineske rance, preti mi kancer
Piši pisamce, zovite strance

Ej! Ovo je tanca dance, ovo je tanca dance
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Ovo pozorištance je dance
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Bolje Japance nego Albance (x4)
Koliko vidim, sami nećemo moći
Jer hteli bismo mnogo, a sve to preko noći
Znam da naviklo se tako, i nikom nije easy

Ali mora da se glasa, inače nema spasa
Mora masa još jednom da zatalasa
Da pojasni se svima trasa
Kako da napuni se svima kasa

Jer ovo ne vodi ničemu, sve je puklo i stalo
Još samo mafija, lopovi i hip hop rade, budalo!
Rokamo rime k’o topovi, estrade na salo
Što navuklo se na svako prasence što je kralo

Idemo napred i ne stajemo, ne kajemo se
Ne karamo sve, samo k’o zaslužuje
Ne dam da uzmeš to što ti ne pripada
I zato li-pa, da

Ali pre toga Markonjero na redu je
Uzima što mu sleduje
Sada izdavač na ledu je
Jer kriv za moju bedu je, k’o peDu je

Njemu sekira u medu je
A ja radim neke leve poslove
Hvala Bogu pa uspostavljam mostove
Hvala Bogu, ej, ali

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Ovo pozorištance je dance
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Bolje Japance nego Albance (x4)

E, pošto Mare nema selo
Sad ću ja da vi reknem kako to izgleda
Kad provedeš cel’ život prikaj goveda
Imam kokoške, prasci

Kravu do’odim iz Ravnu Dubravu
Sejem pšenicu, orem njive i kosim travu
U glavu malo pobrljavejem kad popijem sas komšiju
Grejem rakiju a onda baba dojde, pa počne da mi vika

Vika: “Eve ga, pa se ušljiskaja, pije rakiju
A tvor nam izel sva jaja iz kokošinjac
Ajde dig’ se da izrineš svinjac, bre!”
Smrdim na beli luk i štalu, nokti mi crni od kopanje

Na opanci nosim kilo blato jer retko idem na kupanje
Juče sam na sabor u Donji Prisjan
Kupil edne nove čašire, ebem ga, sramota me
Iz oneja stare već počela muda da mi vire

A otoč u Beli Kamen kad sam išal
Detelinu da prevrtamo, lele, umal ne izginumo
Uvati nas nevreme, kiša, vetar, pa poče i da grmi
A mi drž da onoj seno saberemo da ne odvugni

Pa kad lpnu grom u ora, bem ti
Umal se ne usra od stra
Reko ebem ti detelinu i Beli Kamen i seno
Sve u pičku materinu

Ću da si poginem sas moju babu
Pa njuma turim na grbinu,, pa preko komšijsku tarabu
Al’ se sopletem na trulu dasku, lele, da viš čudo
Malo je valilo na onija plot da si ostavim mudo

Al’ još to nije ništa, nego padnemo u svinjac
A svinje mškave i gladne, pa brzo begaj u kokošinjac
A kokoške se raskokodakale, petal kukuriče
Ete ga komšija sas pušku, onija piletija samo ciču

Vika “stoj ili ubivam na mesto, ebem li ti nanu”
Reko “komšijo, nemo da pucaš
Ne mi za men, no mi za babu”
Lele, ete ga komšija sas pušku

Lele, umal ne izginemo
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Ovo pozorištance je dance
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Bolje Japance nego Albance (x4)
Ali kada mi dosadi selo, ja dođem u grad
I kao doktor Džekil i mr. Hajd ja postajem haj
Pravi urban guy, pravi gospodin

Uvek uglađen i sređen i fin prema devojci
Uvek maksimalno kavaljerski nastrojen
Uvek sveže obrijan, usnama dodirujem joj ruku
Kada se sa njom ja upoznajem

I tako slažem jedan po jedan poen
Sa njom se sastajem
Sledeci put u ruci je buket cveća
Znam za nju da to je neizmerna sreća

Poštovanje i naklonost sa moje strane
Jer žene jako vole kada se osećaju važne
U restoran obavezno ulazim pre nje
Jer tako je po bon-tonu, a zatim propuštam nju

Uzimam kaput njen i pomeram joj stolicu
“izvolite”, sve je po propisu
Ona vadi cigaretu, ja vadim upaljač
Palim, kažem “hvala”

Ona smeši se, evo i konobara
Flaša vina za početak i lagano predjelo
Jedna upaljena sveća krasi sto
I razgovor lagano teče, vrlo romantično veče

Ali vino me udara sve jače
Počinjem da se kikoćem i jezikom da zaplićem
Na putu do toaleta već se i saplićem
Onda malo se umijem i vratim za sto da pijem

Naručim još flašu vina, pijem dok se ne ubijem
Dok se sve ne upropastim, pijem i kafanu častim
Pevam, bljujem, podrigujem i stolnjake lepe mastim
Tako volim da se zgazim i skroz da se unakazim

Da se ošljepam k’o guzica i da po podu lazim
Da se ušikam i ucirkam i totalno se ubijem
Da ločem od alkohola dok se ne userem
Al, brate, volim i da dunem, da se vinem u visine

Od stvarnosti da pobegnem
Idealnog sveta da se domognem
Jer mi tako mnogo bolje je nego strejt
A ja sam riba u fazonu i imam strašnog tipa

Kupuje mi garderobu, vozi novog džipa
Juče me je vodio u šoping preko bare
A na leto idemo na more na Kanare
I stvarno sam fensi, mislim, nije da se hvalim

Ali ni jedna od ovih kokoški ne može da mi priđe
Mislim Armani, Kavali, Dona Karan original
To se u ovom gradu samo na meni viđa
Jedi govna mala, jer ti si jedna drolja

Ja sam napaljeni klinac i jebaću te do bola
Ja sam gangster, nosim utoku i imam muda
U ovom gradu niko sa mnom ne sme da se sprda
Lele, pravi urban guy

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Ovo pozorištance je dance
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Bolje Japance nego Albance (x2)

Ovo pozorištance je dance
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Bolje Japance, gledam u strance
Ovo pozorištance je dance

Zovite strance
Bolje Japance, Kineske rance
Ovo pozorištance je dance
Zovite strance

Bolje Japance, Liliputance
Ovo pozorištance je dance
Zovite strance
Bolje Japance, vutre Albance

Ovo pozorištance je dance
Zovite strance
Bolje Japance, preti mi kancer
Ovo pozorištance je piši pisamce

Sve strance, bolje Japance
Bez veze, rezance, ovo
Stoj il’ ubivam na mestu jebem li ti nanu
Pravi urban guy

Eve ga, baš se ušljiskaja
Pravi gospodin, tako volem da se ugazim
Smrdim na beli luk i štalu
Stvarno sam fensi

Ja sam gangster, al’ brate volim i da dunem
Ovo, poštovanje, jedi govna mala
Maksimalno kavaljerski nastrojen
Al’ dok se ne userem

“I uspeo sam u životu
Napravio milione, trilione, bilione
Imao mnogo kamione, velike firme i velike lampione
U vikendici, i morone oko mene.”

“A to – što Petrović nema ni kučeta, ni mačeta
To je njegova privatna stvar”
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Ovo pozorištance je dance

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Bolje Japance nego Albance (x4)
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Pozorištance Lyrics – English Translation

A couple of times fell on the wit Maconjer to kill
Because he realized that life living as a mower is
What comes on his head to behead her
Al ‘if someone needs to be killed, I will kill judges

Dirty, those rotten, bribed
Earling now carries me, when brother by mic is suffering
Same as I, I never fall, although
In the fight of all the estrada, the bearded chin

Descendant I am some of me peasants
But I don’t have my village
That’s why I have to slap for food more
I don’t have a countryside neither ded na nanu

And I have to buy everything in the store
And your lens has a private business, you have your own house
Come a little with me, see the atmosphere hot
There in the building, as living, what is done

What do young people do and why are Fancy Rome bang
You are great jumping, like a real rapper wearing
And I’m Dear, I’m from Dissatisfaction Promuk’o
As long as I’m watching the shitty, their chains

VUTRE ALBANCE, LILIPUTANCE
Theaters, I eat noodles
Chinese Rance, I’m threatening my cancer
Write the letters, call strangers

Hey! This is a dance dance, this is a dance dance
Ref
This theaters are dance
Call strangers

Better Japanese than Albanians (X4)
As far as I can see, we will not be able to
Because we would like a lot, all overnight
I know he gets used to it, and Nothy is Easy

But he has to vote, otherwise there is no salvation
Mora Mass once again to wave
To clarify everyone a route
How to fill with all of the cash register

Because this does not lead to nothing, everything broke and care
Only mafia, thieves and hip hops work, fool!
Rookamo Rome K’o cannons, Estrade on sale
That pulled on each pig which stained

Let’s go ahead and don’t stop, we don’t go
Not karamo everything, only as he deserves
I don’t give you to take that you don’t belong
And that’s why Li-Well, yes

But before that, Markonjero is in line
Takes what he’s following him
Now the publisher on the ice is
For the fault for my bed is, like the pede

His ax in honey
And I’m doing some left jobs
Thank God and I establish bridges
Thank God, Hey, but

Ref
This theaters are dance
Call strangers
Better Japanese than Albanians (X4)

E, Since Mare does not have a village
Now I’m gonna tell you how it looks like
When you spend the whole life to list cattle
I have chickens, puppies

Cow doom from a flat Dubrava
I sow wheat, orem fields and mow grass
In the head a little messy when I have a sash neighbor
By heating the brandy and then Baba come, so he starts shouting to me

Vika: “Eve him, so it is populated, drinking brandy
And form us Izel all eggs from the hen
Come on dig ‘you’re making a piggish, bre! ”
I stink on the garlic and barn, my nails black from digging

I wear a kilo mud on the odds because I rarely go swimming
I’m at the Parliament at the lower-minded yesterday
Bought an edne new cups, ebem it, shame me
From one old old already started the balls to see me

A island in white stone when I’m Ishal
Clover to roll over, lel, u almost boil
Investing us storm, rain, wind, so it began to bush
And we hold that that seno we can bite not to unscramble

So when you lp light in the Ora, Bem you
Umal not shitty from the sta
Reko ebem ti clover and white stone and hay
All in the p#ss# mother

I will die my babe
So I Tourly Tourly on the Grbin ,, then over the neighbor’s Tarab
Al ‘I am placing on the rotten board, lel, to keep a miracle
Was a little waved in the one plot that I leave a muzzo

Al ‘is still nothing, than we fall in a pigsty
And pigs mškava and hungry, then flew quickly in a hen
And chickens razadocto, Petal Kukurice
Ete him neighbors SAS Rifle, the one of the chiliti is just a wing

Shout “standing or killing in place, ebem if you nanu”
Reko “komšijo, Nema to shoot
Not for me, but we for babe ”
Lele, you will give it to the SAS rifle

Lela, u mare not to die
Ref
This theaters are dance
Call strangers

Better Japanese than Albanians (x4)
But when I get bored of the village, I come to town
And as a doctor Jackil and mr. Ljid i get lol
Real Urban Guy, a real gentleman

Always sleek and arranged and fin right towards a girl
Always maximally cavalated
Always freshly shaved, I touch her hand
When do I meet her

And so I agree one by one point
I meet with her
Next time in hand is a bouquet of flowers
I know about her that it is immense happiness

Respect and affection on my part
Because women love very much when they feel important
In the restaurant, I must enter before it
Because that’s how it’s bon-tone and then I miss her

I take a coat her and move her chair
“Here you go”, everything is by regulation
She takes a cigarette, I’m getting a lighter
I fall, I say “Thank you”

She smiles, here’s a waiter
Bottle of wine to start and lightly an appetizer
One inflammatory candle adorns the table
And conversation lightly flows, very romantic evening

But the wine strikes me all stronger
I’m starting to get punching and my tongue
On the way to the toilet, but also
Then a little tende and get back to the table to drink

I order an even bottle of wine, I drink until I kill myself
Until I ruin everything I’m drinking and the tavern honor
I sing, vilam, I undermine and tablecloths
So I like to step up and completely mutilate

To shine like butts and to lazim on the floor
To get in and tourniquely with and totally kill myself
To lever with alcohol until I use myself
Al, brother, I love and I dunem, to see in heights

From reality to escape
Ideal world to get home
Because so much better is to me than stretch
And I am a fish in the style and I have a terrible type

Buys my wardrobe, drive a new jeep
Yesterday is me
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D-Fence Lyrics – Pozorištance

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Release Year: 2003