Beogradski Sindikat "Welcome to Srbija" lyrics

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Welcome to Srbija

Welcome to Srbija, gde murija ubija,gde nema pravde ni za lek i samo Bog je sudija.Gde sve ima svoju cenu, al' nema ništa u poštenju,umesto da se igraju -- klinci se „iglaju" u venu.Gde uzori su lopovi, dileri, pevačice,klinke ne porastu, a već su postale jebačice.Dok mlečni još se klimaju, na mobilni se snimaju,ortacima iz škole u WC-u kako šipuju.Posle se pitate zašto nemamo decu,a ja pitam Boga da li pamti našu adresu.Ceo život na čekić, slušam istu pesmu,33 godine kad se okrenem, gde suNeki kažu meni: Sačekaj još malo pa da krene,promene su proces za koje potrebno je vreme,idi kući piši rime, ne razumeš ti te teme,pusti da nas vode, pametniji od tebe.A ja im kažem: Izdajnici palite od mene,slušajte dobro sada ovo saopštenje,oformili smo frakcije, ekipe su spremne,kao „Bader Majnhof" ima sve da vas sjebem.Spreman kao „Hamas" repetiram kalaš,k'o „Novembar" ja te vrebam dok ne postaneš moj talac.Kao Apis, „Crna ruka", za prevrate sam znalac,k'o Beogradski sindikat držim čvrsto pravac.

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Ovo je pitanje života i smrti,i ove reke krvi pustili ste prvi.Sateran u ćošak ja nemam izbor drugi,svestan sam da gubim, ali biće vaših žrtvi.

Ovo je pitanje života i smrti,proklinjem vas bombom jer me terate da mrzim.Odgovor je teror ne bi li me čuli,preživeti neću, ali biće vaših žrtvi.

Sve ste nam uzeli i čast i dostojanstvo,pa šta nije jasno kada sutra neko s' maskom,do zuba u oružju, neki očajnik u gradskom,da čuje se glasno, digne sve u vazduh.Gazite po nama, gazite i mrtve,ne gledate nazad, samo pare da se vrte.Dok ugledni građani seku kila gudre,radnici u sudnici seku sebi prste.Nekad je značilo kad neko ima školu,sad hiljade takvih visi na birou,gledaju u šolju kad će šljaku da zabodu,dok vi gledate u ponude da zabodete bolju.Rasprodajete državu, šibicarite lovu,puštate stoku da jedni druge kolju,ne prljate ruke, to nije za gospodu,ubijate Srbiju bez otiska na pištolju.Dok vi okrečete glavu od muke i bede,držite medije koji mogu sve da srede,narod štrajkuje glađu, jer nema šta da jede,pre će umreti glasno, nego tiho da izblede.Od metroa u Tokiju, do voza u Bombaju,po svaku cenu da za našu borbu znaju,život je jeftin kada izbor ti ne daju,zato naplatićemo kožu da poruke traju!

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Opet je zasrala banda, vi i vaša strahovlada,opet je znak Sindikata na nebu iznad grada.Stolica na vrata, zaglavljena kvaka,preko usta traka, da te pitam nešto sada:Je l' ovo napredak vrste, novo deljenje pravde,jedni gube, drugi grabe, jači jedu slabegaGledam barabe ove naše kako igraju na karte,terorizam, virus, kriza, plaše da zataškaju sranje.U facu nam se smeju, lože k'o dileju.Rešenje ili greška Nemam više ni dilemu.Jutros izljubio sam ženu, u školu odveo sam decu,da žive u boljem sistemu, ja ću da umrem za ideju.Od malih nogu sam u ćošku, od zida dalje ne mogu,u životu k'o u rovu, na ulicu izneo sam borbu.U skupštinskom holu držim zolju i bombu,odajte poslednju poštu diskretnom heroju.Znoj kaplje po papiru, poslednju pišem želju,Ostajte mi zdravi, verni našem htenju.I kad umrem za istinu, ispunite moju volju,poljubite za mene neku Srbiju bolju!

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Welcome to Serbia

Welcome to Serbia, where police killsWhere justice is nowhere to be found and only God is a JudgeEverything has a price, but there is nothing honestyInstead of playing, kids are needling their veinsWhere thieves, dealers and singers are role modelsThe girls haven't grown up, yet they are sluts alreadyWhile the milk tooth are still swinging, they're recording themselves on a cellphoneAs they're blowing their schoolmates in a toiletAsk yourselves then why we don't have childrenAnd I'm asking God if he remembers our addressWaiting all my life, listening to the same song33 years, when I look back, where are they?Some say: Wait a little more until it beginsChanges are a process that requires timeGo home, write rhymes, you don't understand these subjectsLet us be led by those smarter than youAnd I tell them: Traitors, back up off meListen well to this communiqueWe have formed fractions, the teams are readyLike Baader-Meinhoff, I'll fuck you all upReady like Hamas, I cock back my AKLike November I stalk you until you become my hostageLike Apis, the Black Hand, I'm an expert in overthrowsLike Beogradski Sindikat, I stick to the course

Chorus:This is a matter of life or deathAnd you were first to shed these rivers of bloodCornered, I have no other choiceI'm aware that I'm losing, but you will suffer casualties tooThis is a matter of life or deathI curse you by God because you're making me hateThe answer is terror, to make you hear meI'm aware that I'm losing, but you will suffer casualties too

You took everything from us, honor and dignitySo what don't you understand when tomorrow someone with a maskSomeone desperate armed to the teeth in the public transportTo make it loud and clear - blows everything upYou walk over us, you walk over the dead tooYou don't look back, as long as the money keeps rolling inWhile respectable citizens are cutting kilos of drugsWorkers are cutting off their own fingers in the courtroomIt used to mean something when you've got educationNow thousands of those are waiting at the unemployment bureauLooking at a cup of coffee for a jobWhile you're looking at offers to bet the best oneSelling the country, pulling tricks with the moneyLetting the cattle to slaughter each otherYou don't get your hands dirty, that's not for gentlemenYou 're killing Serbia without leaving fingerprints on the gunWhile you turn your heads away from hardships and povertyHolding the media who can take care of everythingPeople are on hunger strike 'cause they've got nothing to eatThey'll rather die loudly than fade away silentlyFrom a subway in Tokyo to a train in MumbaiBy any means necessary, let them know of our struggleLife is cheap when you're not given a choiceThat's why we won't go down easily, to make the message last

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Once again the gang has messed up, you and your reign of terrorOnce again the Sindikat's logo is on sky above the cityA chair against the door, door handle jammedTape over the mouth, let me ask you something nowIs this a prospering of a specie? A new division of justice?Some are losing, others are taking, the strong are eating the weakI watch these our mongrels playing the cards of terrorism, virus, crisis,Trying to cover up the messThey laugh in our faces, lie to us like we're idiotsA solution or a mistake, I don't have a dilemma anymoreThis morning I kissed my wife, took the children to schoolThem living in a better system, I'll die for the ideaCornered ever since I was young, I can't go further than the wallIn a life like a trench, I took the struggle to the streetsIn the assembly's hall I hold a grenade launcher and a bombPay your last respects to a discreet hero

Sweat is dropping on the paper, I'm writing my last willStay healthy for me, true to our causeAnd when I die for the truth, fulfill my willKiss some better Serbia for me

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