Testament
Marcelo Lyrics

Dame i gospodo...
Ladies and gentlemen...

Danas: momenat salda, kad vraćeno zbrajam.
Today: a moment of balance, when I count what has been returned.

Zgađeno javljam da je kusur vi?
Disgustedly I report, is the change less?

E nego jadan.
Oh well, poor me.

Vi tamo pored zvučnika - da, obraćam se vama, jer vi ste rep...
You over there by the artists - yes, I'm addressing you, because you are rap...

I va?
And what about you?

A mora biti zadnja.
And it has to be the last one.

Od MC bez harizme, preko Sve oke, pa do ovoga sada, ispisala se moja saga, isisala moja snaga, moja rola je ostala ista - al' se promenila scenografija, stoga cepam scenario.
From an MC without charisma, through Sve oke, to this moment, my saga was written, my strength was drained, my role is still the same - but the scenery has changed, so I'm tearing up the script.

Od danas sam samo didaskalija: pi?
From today, I'm just a stage direction: am I understood?

Ite me u zagradi, striktno u zagradi, molim lepo.
Put me in brackets, strictly in brackets, please.

Jer, od danas nisam reper i nemam ni?
Because, from today, I'm not a rapper and I don't have anything.

Ta s ovom scenom.
Not with this scene.

Recite da sam lo?
Say that I'm bad.

Iji, najgori, ni?
Worst of the worst, right?

Ta i niko - samo, molim: vi?
Yeah, and nobody - only, please: what about you?

E nikad ne recite da smo isto.?
Oh, never say that we're the same.

Alim?
Right?

To sam ikad i upoznao pola od tih ljudi i pre?
But have I ever even met half of these people before?

Alio bih sav trud da imam taster za undo, jer sam samo vagabundo - pa bogatstvo ne vagam bundom, kolima, parama,?
I would give all my effort if I had an undo button, because I'm just a vagabond - so I don't measure wealth with my behind, or cars, or money,

Ampanjcem, sličnim govancima i?
Champagne, similar shit, and?

Undom.
Undoing it.

A ni s virtuelnom 'hardkor-klikom' nemam ni?
And not even with a virtual 'hardcore-click' do I have anything.

Ta blisko, jer vi postojite samo na netu?
Not really, because you only exist online, right?

Dakle, strogo gistro.
So strictly vivid.

Scena sporo vozi napred.
The scene is moving forward slowly.

Snaga vozila: deset konja.
The power of the vehicle: ten horses.

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Oliko je onih koji stvarno vuku kola, trpeći prezir govnara, jedući čemer svoj, a bolna kopita - ko pita, kad svejedno - sve je dno.
There are so many who actually pull the carriage, enduring the scorn of the dung beetles, eating their misery, and their hooves are in pain - who cares, when everything is the same - everything is bottom.

Dragi slu?
Dear listeners,

Aoče, budi budući ili biv?
Well, be the future or the past?

I, al' odluči: upali baklju, noćas bira?
And, but decide: light the torch, tonight you choose?

S kim si!
With whom you are!

Upali baklju noćas i biraj stranu!
Light the torch tonight and choose a side!

I imaj glavu!
And have a mind!

Celu, ne samo usta?
The whole, not just the mouth?

To?
That?

Vaću la?
To whom you will give?

I il' istine...
And either truth...

Da li smo isti?
Are we the same?

NE!
NO!

Zato pročisti svest i noćas biraj stranu.
So cleanse your consciousness and tonight choose a side.

Pa?
Well?

Nja, pa?
Well, then?

Nja, mir - evo bitnog moment, jer okrivljeni ima reč - slu?
Well, peace - here's an important moment, because the accused has a say - listen?

Aoće, ti si porota!
Well, you are the jury!

Jer, ti si poenta, i posle ovoga ti bira?
Because, you are the point, and after this, you choose?

Stranu doveka, sad zipa dobro u?
A side forever, now it zips well into?

I kome das.
And to whom you give it.

Zovem se?
My name is?

Elić Marko, alias Marčelo de Facto.
Elić Marko, also known as Marčelo de Facto.

Rodno mesto - Paraćin, za neke 'seljak kaljavi'.
Birthplace - Paraćin, for some 'dirty peasant'.

To ka?
That's what they say?

E ekipa koju nisam uvredio nikad - za?
Oh, the crew that I've never offended - what for?

To onda?
That's what I thought?

Zato da se pita?
So they can wonder?

I o tome priča?.
And talk about it?

Trač veli da kradem tekstove od repera - neverovatno im da sve to pi?
The rumor says that I steal lyrics from rappers - they can't believe that I write it all?

E jedna osoba.
Oh, just one person.

Hvala na komplimentu, drugari, ali za?
Thanks for the compliment, my friends, but for what?

To ta priča?
That's the story?

Za?
For what?

To?
That?

Zato?
Why?

To se pita?
That's the question?

I o tome pri?
And talk about it?

A?.
Right?

Zbog toga, malo-malo pa iznikne novi klipan i pljune me radi reda, tek da forumu bude simpa.
Because of that, now and then a new upstart appears and spits on me just for show, only to please the forum.

A otkud pa?
But where does it come from?

Nja, kad nema ni flow, ni skill, ni tekst, ni ni?
Oh, when there's no flow, no skill, no lyrics, nothing?

Ta?
Right?

Otkud?
Where does it come from?

Otud sto se pita?
Hence why they wonder?

I o tome priča?.
And talk about it?

Kriv sam i?
I'm guilty and?

To ne?
Isn't that?

Lepujem antitalente.
I promote anti-talents.

Kad već ne zna da pi?
When they don't know how to write?

E, sveti se na druge načine (dabome): uzme da la?
Oh, they take revenge in other ways (obviously): they start lying?

E da sam sekta?
Oh, that I'm a sect?

I gejčina - prva liga.
And gayness - top league.

Za?
For what?

To to?
That's it?

Zato da se pita?, a i zato?
So they can wonder?, and also because?

To je pička.
That's pussy.

I pi?
And what?

Em za Hu
Both for Hu

Per i skinuo sam zastavu s bine i izdao rep jer imam bend i prezirem agresivne svinje i nisam zatucan repom i kvazi-getom, izvini:?
Per and I took the flag off stage and betrayed rap because I have a band and I despise aggressive pigs and I'm not narrow-minded with rap and pseudo-ghetto, sorry:?

Tulić, Mladenović i Čorba mi dra?
Tulić, Mladenović, and Čorba are dear to me.

I nego Tupak i Bigi.
And even more than Tupac and Biggie.

I furam čirokanu.
And I'm rocking a beret.

I otkidam na Mars Voltu.
And I'm crazy about Mars Volta.

I, bez obzira na sve to, cedim srce u svaku strofu!
And regardless of all that, I squeeze my heart into every verse!

Nigde ne pripadam i ne trudim se da se dopadnem, - takav sam kakav sam, i nemam na to?
I don't belong anywhere and I don't try to please, - I am who I am, and I don't care about that?

Ta da dodam, ne!
I don't need to add anything else, no!

Bio sam ti.
I was yours.

I nikad ne izbacuj to iz glave.
And never remove that from your mind.

Pro?'o si sva?
You went through it all.

Ta, tebra', al' ja bejah svud bar dan pre: kontam te ko da znam te, znam da misli?
Yeah, bro', but I was everywhere at least a day earlier: I understand you as if I know you, I know your thoughts.

Da sram je ono?
That shame is what?

To danas furam, jer nije 'pravo rep-sranje', al' bio sam ti.
That's what I continue today, because it's not 'real-rep shit', but I was yours.

Seti se, pre nego?
Remember, before?

To zine?.
You start complaining?

Bolje
Better