Rasta "Moja stvar (Моја ствар)" lyrics

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Moja stvar (Моја ствар)

I ja sam k'o klinac napustio školu, batalio klupuHteo svoj dinar, tad im'o sam 15, nastup'o u klubuI mama je rekla "Slaba je vajda", ništa od meneDok jednog dana na sto nisam bacio evre

I hvala Bogu, nisam bogat rođenSećam se, nekad živeo sam u tries kvadrataI znao sam da jednom sve na svoje dođeVidi me sada, luksuzna gajba u centru grada

A vidim koje smeće bi da znaKoga sve viđam s kim spavam i da li imam lovuAli sve je samo moja stvar, je-eI ulice su mojeA vidim koje smeće bi da znaKoga sve viđam s kim spavam i da li imam lovuAli sve je samo moja stvar, je-eI ulice su moje

A ja sam odavno izgubio sve svojeA to su, kažu mi, posledice rataI tad su me poslali moji da znali su biće mi mnogo boljeZvao sam mamu stalno da pitam kako je tataA ja, klinac k'o klinac, sam lutao gradom i gledao ljudeNisam im'o za kartu, al' šofer me pusti da uđem i sednemI danas kad imam, veruj mi, dao bi' kol'ko mu trebaJer danas se uvek setim dok vozim svoj Jeep, Mercedes

I hvala Bogu, nisam bogat rođenSećam se, nekad snimao sam u deset kvadrataI znao sam da jednom sve na svoje dođeVidi me sada, novi studio na dva sprata

My Business

And I left the school as a child, abandoned the school benchI wanted to have my dinar(*), I was 15 at the moment, I was performing at the clubBut the mama said 'You have no profit of it', I would end up nowhereSince I've thrown euros at the table one day

And thank to God, I'm not born as a rich manI remember, I used to live inside of 30 square metersBut I knew, everything will come on its placeLook at me now, luxurious apartment in the city center

But I can also see which scum would like to knowWho do I meet, who do I sleep with and do I have moneyBut everything is just my business, yeah-eahAnd streets are (also) mineBut I can also see which scum would like to knowWho do I meet, who do I sleep with and do I have moneyBut everything is just my business, yeah-eahAnd streets are (also) mine

And it's been a long time since I've lost everything mineAnd those are, they say, the consequences of a war(**)And then my family sent me somewhere where they thought it would be much better for meI've constantly called Mum to ask how is DadBut me, child like a child, I was wandering in the city and looking at the peopleI didn't have money to pay for a ticket, but the driver let me come inside and sitAnd today, when I have it, believe me, I'd always give to someone who's in needBecause today, I always remember that while I'm driving my Jeep, Mercedes

And thank to God, I'm not born as a rich manI remember, then I was recording inside of 10 square metersBut I knew, everything will come on its placeLook at me now, a new studio with the two floors

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