"ovo je jedno ludilo sastavljeno od bezbroj ludila na jednom mestu."
Kristijan Golubovic
"duhovno bogatstvo kao mera ljudskog bogatstva..."
Ljubodrag Duci Simonovic
OVAJ DECKO JE GENIJE
Mc Flex - Politicka
Ej dobri ljudi da vas pitam da li znate?
Ko je kintu zgrnuo na rachun vashe plate ?
Shto u secanjima davnim provodite sate?
Shto se plashite tate shto vas gleda iz palate...
Ko se ovde bogati od ratova i sankcija?
I ko ima monopol na brdo kombinacija?
Oruzje,nafta i vagoni heroina,
Kome smeshka se brk kada nestane benzina ?
Iznudjeni prihodi za vladajucu stranku
Prvo idu na pranje pa u Kiparsku banku !
Pijavice nashu krv sisaju na slamku,
Zashto ne kazemo dosta ovom krvavom danku ?
Kad cemo vec jednom da ukapiramo stvari?
Da dok vozi se Ferari mi se vozimo na kari !
Da dok drugi pare troshe mi se osecamo loshe,
Ili je to nama sve okruglo pa na coshe ?
Zashto RTS stalno shiri laznu vest?
I kad kaze jedan mrtav onda znaj da je shest!
Da montiraju prichu sluchaj sasvim je chest
Sa tim specijalnim efektima zreli su za FEST!
Zashto kanal prvi uvek isto sranje mrvi?
Pa nam pricha da je izlaz gde su potoci krvi !
Zashto Studio Be kaze iste vesti sve,
Samo umesto Slobo - kaze napred Vuk ALE ???
Ko je ubio Kneleta, Vukovica, Gishku?
I ko ispod mantila stavlja hekler pod mishku ?
Zashto Odredi Smrti likvidiraju po spisku?
Ko u ovom gradu vrshi neprestanu chistku ?
Zashto kupi vojska - zashto bije murija?
Ko ce da mi kaze shto je smetao Curuvija ?
Ko je josh to video da banke daju pare?
Posle svega su se shtedishe napushile kare !
Radnici i radnice ne budite gladnice,
I umereno troshite vashe bedne nadnice !
Jogurta i hleba pa da letimo do neba,
Ako to nam je dosta ONDA TAKO NAM I TREBA !!!
Ja stvarno nemam pojma o chemu se radi,
Ajde molim vas mi recite ko za koga radi !
Ja stvarno nemam pojma o chemu se radi,
Ajde molim vas mi recite ko za koga radi !
Flex spontano : NEKA GA PUSHE SVI LOPOVI U OVOJ ZEMLJI !!!
Dok pobede slavimo u govnima se davimo,
Kad cemo vec jednom da na papir sve to stavimo?
Manje da se zalimo, sa uspehom se hvalimo,
Il' jedino shto ostaje da odavde palimo !
Da li smo svesni sada shta se s'nama dogadja?
Da li nas nepravda uopshte i pogadja ?!
Da li smo besni ,teshke prevare svesni ?
Ovaj FITILJ je spreman ZATO BRZO GA KRESNI !!!
Da se chuje detonacija - smena generacija
Necu da mi zivot bude jebena kreacija...
Politichara kvarnih koji rade za CIU (C.I.A.),
Krvozednih kerova shto vole da nas biju...
Zbog par mica vutre iz sve snage klince udri,
Kada Odeljenje 4. je monopol na gudri,
Bela kuca,Beli dvor - chekam brzi odgovor,
O podeli Srbije sklopili su dogovor !
Jer oni bi sve dali samo (da bi) ostali na vlasti,
Zato Sloba ce Klintona sa Sandzakom da chasti !
Nemojte da verujete kad vas Djindjic bari,
Jer on je ko Miloshevic njihov - pali
Ubacheni shpijun koji shkolovan je preko,
Ko i njegov kum ,lopov Milan Beko !
Narodne svetinje prodale avetinje,
Zato tone shiptara prelaze Prokletije,
I NIJE IM DOSTA SHTO SU PRODALI SVE
KRAJINA,KOSOVO,DEJTON,RAMBUJE !!!
Flex opet spontano - ovaj put odlepio skroz: MAMU VAM JEBEM U PICHKU !!!
SUTRA KAD DODJE D.B. NA GAJBU KAZACU IM : PUSHITE MI BRE KURAC MAMU
VAM JEBEM U PICHKU !!!"
PRVI SPOT KOJI SAM ZGOTIVIO I PESMA KOJA ME JE SUTNULA U MOZAK
the smiths
What Difference Does It Make ?
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I’d leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none, ah
But now you have gone, ah
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I’ve only got two hands
Well, I’m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none, ah
But now you have gone, ah
And your prejudice won’t keep you warm tonight
Oh ...
Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won’t see me anymore
Well, I’m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
But no more apologies
No, no more apologies
Oh, ’cause I’m too tired
I’m so sick and tired, oh
And I’m feeling very sick and ill today, oh
But I’m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
Oh, my sacred one ...
Oh ...
RASISTI SVIH ZEMALJA
PUSITE IM KITU.
Da Lench Mob
Fuck You and Your Heroes
Elvis - Buck him with my shotgun!!!
Elvis - Buck Buck Buck Buck!!
Does Polly want a cracker? Fuck no, she a zero
And I ain't with the rednecked hero
I'm glad that Lincoln got bucked in the face
We shoulda been free in the first place
Now let me drop it like it should be dropped
and watch Rocky Marciano's assed get mopped
[Madonna, you mutherfuckin' slut
You could show ya butt, and Jimmy STILL won't get up]
The Beatles, I just can't fade
Get the mutherfuckin raid, Bone, we got roaches
[And Fonzie can't rumble]
And by the way you can have Bryant Gumble
Babe Ruth was good against the white boys
But he couldn't hit a nigga like Doc Gooden
Marylin Monroe was a ho to the Kennedy's
Don't worry - J.D. know the enemy
And I'll point 'em out if ya don't know 'em
[And tell Uncle Sam that I'm lookin' for 'em]
Cause we don't bow down to no zeros
And I'll say - fuck you and your heroes!!
(I'll snap your red-assed neck you motherfuckin perpetratin bitch)
Now, who's the next maggot
George Washington, he wore a wig like a faggot
Just like Rock Hudson
Him and Liberace' both like butts and dicks
Gobbled up nuts like chicks
T-Bones on the mutherfuckin' mix
Don't talk about Bird and all his scorin'
Cause I'll say Magic, Ewing, Jordon
Olajuwon, Isiah and Barkley
[Now bitch don't start me]
You ask me if I like Arsenio
Mutherfucker NO!!
Take it from the Lench Mob
Elvis is Dead as a Doorknob
Never been caught, for all the songs he stole
[And you put James Brown on parole?]
I know the deal - you hate to see the Black race
Win the mutherfuckin race
Cause you still think we're Negroes
But I say - fuck you and your heroes!!!!!
STRAJKACKI ODBOR
Subota je Radov dan
sinoc sam se ubio,
zato sad je bunilo,
subota je dan za fudbal
to je pravo ludilo...
Subota je Radov dan,
pobeda je nama dar..
Svi su sad na Banjici,
Beograd je u panici,
united force, united force,
poklono mu zivot svoj..
Subota je Radov dan,
pobeda je nama dar..
teget, svetlo plava,
to je boja prava
i jos malo zute,
za sve nase glave lude...
Subota je Radov dan,
pobeda je nama dar....
Subota je, napred RAD !
