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Plakala je majka
drhtala ko prut
kada si polazio
na daleki put

Iz dobrog se ne ide
to je otac reko
a ti ode brate
u svijet bijeli daleko

Iz dobrog se ne ide
to je otac reko
a ti ode brate
u svijet bijeli daleko

[Refren]
Ti u bijeli svijet
ja u drugi grad
i za mnom je majka
zaplakala tad

Sada nikog nema
u životu svom
dodji da nas vidi
makar još jednom

Sada nikog nema
u životu svom
dodji da nas vidi
makar još jednom

Bit ce kuća pusta
kad ne bude nje
često u san dodju
riječi očeve

Iz dobrog se ne ide
i majka je rekla
boli svaka suza
što joj je potekla

Iz dobrog se ne ide
i majka je rekla
boli svaka suza
što joj je potekla

[Refren]
Ti u bijeli svijet
ja u drugi grad
i za mnom je majka
zaplakala tad

Sada nikog nema
u životu svom
dodji da nas vidi
makar još jednom

Sada nikog nema
u životu svom
dodji da nas vidi
makar još jednom

[Refren]
Ti u bijeli svijet
ja u drugi grad
i za mnom je majka
zaplakala tad

Sada nikog nema
u životu svom
dodji da nas vidi
makar još jednom

Sada nikog nema
u životu svom
dodji da nas vidi
makar još jednom

Sta sam ti sve prastala
da bi s tobom ostala
slucajno il’ namjerno
samo sebe lagala. 2x

Ne treba mi zlato, ni dukati ti
otkad tebe sretoh presta birati
izabralo tebe srce medju drugih sto
kaze to je to. 2x

Nasoj prici vidim kraj
Boze snage ti mi daj
zivot necu bez njega
vrati ga u zagrljaj. 2x

Ne treba mi zlato, ni dukati ti
otkad tebe sretoh presta birati
izabralo tebe srce medju drugih sto
kaze to je to. 4x

Hvala Adelisa

Everytime 한숨에 질식할 No mercy
두 귀와 네 숨이 이끌려 넌 Fancy
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
Hey Yeah! 리듬에 맞서 추는 Body
Top player back 시선 다가질 Baby

뛰는 스케일부터가 달라 공연장은 매진
매일 날 보러 와주는 팬들에 매직

Do you wanna play with the Hotshot?
이끌리는 대로 날 향해 Hotshot
나는 무대 위 주인공 이제 변하지 않을
지금부터 보여주는 스테이지 위 내 모습을

I Swear it. Hold up Hotshot’s play
숨이 터져 나와
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야

I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot
I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot

Everyday Everynight 나 노력 했어
오직 너 하나만을 내 마음속에
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man

느껴봐 감각의
차이 말로 표현 못할
노력은 이미 잭팟 Baby

뛰는 스케일부터가 달라 공연장은 매진
매일 날 보러 와주는 팬들에 매직

Do you wanna play with the Hotshot?
이끌리는 대로 날 향해 Hotshot
나는 무대 위 주인공 이제 변하지 않는
지금부터 보여줄게 스테이지 위 내 모습을

I Swear it. Hold up Hotshot’s play
숨이 터져 나와
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야

I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot
I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot

말해봐 네 이름 넌 이미
내 흐름을 알겠지
해일 위를 타는 느낌
한 번 넘어진 적 없지
La la la la La la La la la La la la
La la la la La la La la la La la la

물어본다면 당연한 듯이
말해 내 Flowinsane
누군가는 듣자마자
이해가 되겠지 Can you feel it now
La la la la La la La la la La la la
La la la la La la La la la La la la

I Swear it. Hold up Hotshot’s play
숨이 터져 나와
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야

I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot
I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot

[Verse 1: will.i.am]
Street livin’, caught in a trap
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Be like kings or be like pawns
They called us coons, now they call us cons
Street niggas be packing pistols
Terrorists be blasting missles
Crips and bloods and retail thugs
CIA planes bring Columbian drugs
Don’t push me cause I’m close to hell
And compare to them, prison guards get payed well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So, forget about the statue of General Lee
Because the status of blacks are generally
Are gonna end up in some penitentiary
Systematically, that’s how they made it to be
Listen, they derailed the soul train
And put a nightmare into every Martin Luther King
And private complexes are owned by the same
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game
And racists no longer have to be racist
Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan
I understand what’s a nigga to choose?
Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news
I get it, what’s a nigga to do?
No education in the hood, got a nigga confused

[Verse 2: Taboo]
Street livin’, tough conditions
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross love lost no religion
Street livin’, oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by the searg’
Another cop got off with no charge
If you black in the hood, you at large
You’re guilty until we prove you’re innocent
If you’re ivory, they treat you different
If you’re ebony, they assume you’re temperament
Well, be vigilant, and they call you militant
You’ll get shot, and they’ll say the incident
Is because you’re beligerent
What a coincidence?
If you ain’t dead, you can see imprisonment

[Verse 3: apl.de.ap]
It’s more niggas in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
There’s more niggas that’s rotting in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
So, how we gon’ get out the trap?
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Street livin’, hustle or hoops
Guns or books, get shot or shoot
Street livin’, ain’t no rules
Break the law, make or break the news
The life you choose could be the life you lose
Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes
Street livin’, ain’t no joke
It’s a cold world, better bring your coat
Revoke cause the streets are broke
Now, they wanna take away our dreams and hopes
Street livin’, no economics
No way out of the Reaganomics
Infected by the black plague, new bubonic
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Street livin’, what’s your position?
You can take action or take a dick
Listen, you can get fucked by the system
Or you can say fuck the system

[Intro: Dr. Dre]
Yeah, this is Dr. Dre
And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor!
The album is ‘Vehicle City’
Aftermath
This some 2018 shit
So Jon, won’t you step up and show ’em just a little bit of what the fuck you do
Come on, let’s get ’em

[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
Look, this year’s election was trash, so I need therapy bad
These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie terribly cast
I’m finna kill it
Compare this track to a strap and a mask
This sound like an old shotty
A blast from the past *Gun Shots*
Yea that’s yo ass
I ain’t feeling you niggas
That shit ain’t appealing to me or the city I live in
We really don’t feel it
Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain’t got that real nigga feeling
Now real niggas feel this
Fuck opinions, fuck ya niggas
Stay in a hater mouth I should become a dentist
I’m the blemish on ya finish when you think you riding fly
You want it then come and get it
I’ll admit it, couldn’t go another minute
Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic
So I’m bout to try to Royce and Eminem it
Til I kill it, homicide on anybody siding with it
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
I get excited by the shit that you liking
Cause you sounding worse than the niggas you biting
Fuck all you niggas, I’m second to none
It’s my time now and every second to come
Scary, cause I’ma keep spitting cemeteries until I’m in lyrical heaven with Pun
None of you niggas is scaring me none
You know where the fuck that I’m from
The city where houses get raided you know how we play it
Tell granny to bury the gun
Real nigga that’ll flip words
With you niggas it be just words
Tell em it a benefit em if I get em in a diss first
Cause Imma make a Mother Fucker hot if I diss you in this verse
Nah, it’s feeling like you niggas just cursed
You and my girl need to switch skirts
Fuck the world til my dick hurts
God Damn, this shit a make a nun miss church
In my hood, the big niggas debo’ing debo
Matt Hardy you niggas, delete em, delete em
They waiting for me to come speak for the people
The fiends on my street they compete for a needle
Midwest fucking with me from here to Toledo
Ain’t sleeping til all of my people is eating
Cause back in the day all they knew how to feed us
Was funyuns and cheetos, doritos and fritos
Feeding my ego, these hoes, I back seat of my jeep em, I never mislead em
My daddy told me it was cheaper to keep em
Fuck a bitch, fuck tricking, I don’t even retweet em
Nice, this is lord steven regal against ricky steamboat
Snitches get stitches, in my hood they end up in ditches
Oh you don’t believe em? Ever seen Joe Pesci at the end of Casino?
Oh, they take pride in that, no sympathy for nobody who ain’t in line
Catch a body and they fine with that
How I feel? To the major labels, everybody yall sign is wack
Remind me that, when I react, the time we at, pussy niggas, copycats
Copy raps, I will not be that, I’m yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy that

[Interlude: Dr. Dre]
Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon’ do about it huh? Nothing. Yea, nigga what?
Aww shit, Kill em Jon!

[Verse 2: Jon Connor & Dr. Dre]
Look, I could do this for days
Tell em to fix they face
Tell em I kill it Until it’s feeling like its a grave
Look at the shit you play
Look at the shit they say
Schooling you niggas and you can tell em I skipped a grade
Tell em I did for everybody that wanted to listen to rap again but disengaged
Wait…
Hold up, You tired nigga?
Real niggas, and my bad bitches make some noise all the fuck niggas stay quiet
Point em out, if you see em, if you see em point em out, I’m feeling like I’m bout to start a riot
I was hoping and hoping the flow would just open the door, I was broke
I was poor, I was low, I don’t know where to go, wanna blow
But at home, they like gone and put on, get it on for the throne nigga
I’m back in a rage, like I’m black and it’s back in the days
When we use to have to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck
Til Rosa Parks said shit I’m tired as a slave
Everybody looking at me thinking what I’m bout to do
Well let me think about it, Dre done put me in position
Competition kinda getting soft
Well I’ma get it while I’m in it
Did it better than you would have ever thought
No I don’t compromise
This Flint and them Compton guys
Back to monopolize, anything that we want
So going to war with us is not advised, nigga

[Outro: Jon Connor]
Sav
Mo Cleaves
Dre, what up nigga?!
Vehicle City
Yea, shout to Remy and Lil Kim
Y’all did that