Ughh!
Hey yo, it’s just another bombtrack…ughh!
Hey yo, it’s just another bombtrack…yeah!
It goes a-1, 2, 3…

Hey yo, it’s just another bombtrack
And suckas be thinkin’ that they can fade this
But I’m gonna drop it at a higher level
‘Cause I’m inclined to stoop down
Hand out some beat-downs
Cold runna train on punk ho’s that
Think they run the game

But I learned to burn that bridge and delete
Those who compete…at a level that’s obsolete
Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag
As I recall our downfall
And the business that burned us all
See through the news and the views that twist reality

Enough
I call the bluff
Fuck Manifest destiny

Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch ’em burn

With the thoughts from a militant mind
Hardline, hardline after hardline

Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch ’em burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

It goes a-1, 2, 3
Another funky radical bombtrack
Started as a sketch in my notebook
And now dope hooks make punks take another look
My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to fear
That ya card will get pulled if ya interfere

With the thoughts from a militant mind
Hardline, hardline after hardline

Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch ’em burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn!

Prevod pesme

Bombastična stvar

Uhh!
Alo bre, to je samo još jedna bombastična stvar… uhhh!
Alo bre, to je samo još jedna bombastična stvar… da!
Ovako ide-1, 2, 3…

Alo bre, to je samo još jedna bombastična stvar…
A naivčine misle da mogu da je zasene
Ali izbaciću je na jedan viši nivo
Zato što sam sklon tome da se spustim
I batine podelim
Nemilosrdno obučavan na panku, ko su sad pa oni*
Misle da su glavni

Ali naučio sam da palim te mostove i zbrišem
one koji se takmiče… na nekom zastarelom nivou
Umesto toga grejem ruke nad plamenom zastave
Dok se sećam našeg sloma
I biznisa koji nas je sve sagoreo
Umem da prozrem vesti i gledišta koja izvrću činjenice

Dosta
Otvori karte
Jebeš Manifestnu sudbinu

Gazde i zaluđenici
Na mom narodu su se smenjivali
Osporavaju procese koje palim
Pa ih gledam kako gore

Sa razmišljanjima jednog militantnog uma
Jedna za drugom čvrsta pozicija

Gazde i zaluđenici
Na mom narodu su se smenjivali
Osporavaju procese koje palim
Pa ih gledam kako gore

Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete

Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete

Ovako ide -1, 2, 3
Još jedna fanki radikalna bombastična stvar
Nastala je kao skica u mojoj svesci
A sada narkosi prave pank, razmislite još jednom
Moje misli čujete i počinjete da se plašite
Da će vaša karta biti izvučena ako se umešate

Sa razmišljanjima jednog militantnog uma
Jedna za drugom čvrsta pozicija

Gazde i zaluđenici
Na mom narodu su se smenjivali
Osporavaju procese koje palim
Pa ih gledam kako gore

Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Gore, gore, da, gorećete
Goreti!

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Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it’s lonely here,
there’s no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every other living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that’s an order!

Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that’s left
stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I’ve seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won’t be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said: repent! repent!
I wonder what they meant
When they said: repent! repent!
I wonder what they meant
When they said: repent! repent!
I wonder what they meant.

You don’t know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I was the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I’ve seen the nations rise and fall
I’ve heard their stories, heard them all
but love’s the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It’s over, it ain’t going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil’s riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide …

There’ll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There’ll be phantoms
There’ll be fires on the road
and a white man dancing
You’ll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin’ to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin’.

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don’t like children anyhow
I’ve seen the future, baby:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide …

When they said: repent! repent! …

Prevod na srpski

Budućnost

Vrati mi moju prekinutu noć
moju sobu sa ogledalima, moj tajni život
usamljen sam ovde,
nemam više koga da mučim
Daj mi potpunu kontrolu
nad svim živima
I lezi kraj mene, dušo,
to je naredba!

Daj mi krek i analni seks
Uzmi to jedino stablo što je preostalo
i uguraj ga u rupu
u svojoj kulturi
Vrati mi berlinski zid
daj mi Staljina i Svetog Pavla
Ja sam video budućnost, brate:
ona je ubica.

Stvari će teći nekontrolisano, teći na sve strane
Neće biti ničega
Više ničega što bi bilo merljivo
Mećava, ta mećava sveta
prešla je granicu
i poremetila
red u duši
Kada su rekli: pokajte se! pokajte se!
pitam se na šta su mislili
Kada su rekli: pokajte se! pokajte se!
pitam se na šta su mislili
Kada su rekli: pokajte se! pokajte se!
pitam se na šta su mislili

Ti mene ne poznaješ sa vetra
nikada nećeš, nikada nisi
ja sam bio onaj mali jevrej
koji je napisao bibliju
video sam uspone i padove nacija
čuo sam njihove priče, čuo sam ih sve
ali ljubav je jedini pokretač opstanka
Ovom tvom slugi rečeno je
da izgovori jasno, da kaže hladno:
Gotovo je, dalje
ne ide
I sada nebo staje
osećaš đavolov bič
Spremi se za budućnost:
ona je ubistvo.

Stvari će teći nekontrolisano…

Doći će do sloma drevnog
zapadnog zakonika
Tvoj privatni život naprasno će eksplodirati
Biće fantoma
Na putu goreće vatre
a jedan beli čovek će plesati
Videćeš neku ženu
kako visi naglavce
njeni atributi prikriveni njenom palom svečanom haljinom
a svi ušljivi sitni pesnici
dolaze
pokušavajući da zvuče kao Charlie Manson
i tog belog čoveka što pleše.

Vrati mi berlinski zid
daj mi Staljina i Svetog Pavla
Daj mi Hrista
ili mi daj Hirošimu
Uništi sada još jedan fetus
Ionako ne volimo decu
Video sam budućnost, dušo:
ona je ubistvo.

Stvari će teći nekontrolisano …

Kada su rekli: pokajte se! pokajte se! …

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