Well.Done.Son and Classic - Kuc-Kuc (Knock-Knock) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro (Well.Done.Son):

The shit goes hard man, yeah
We're about to kill this shit
Yeah X3
Okay

Verse 1 (Well.Done.Son):

I should tell you the story about the boy who started rappin'
One in a million, working hard to make it happen
One day he wrote lines, then he wrote verses
And then he made songs, made beats, only good shit
Skill that's the name that you should memorize
He is on his way to success, you should recognize
He worked so hard and from underground he reached the surface
Delivering goods, like a delivery service
Nobody helped him to figure out these things
He is writing royal rap, yeah the king of kingz
He eliminates rappers like a russian roulette
Just spin the barrel... that's the fact
One two three he can count the bars
One two three he has reached the stars
Now his rhymes cause a lot of side-effects
And he sends rappers to retirement home... heart attacks

Chorus X2 (Classic):

Kuc-kuc kucko, pogodi ko je
Skill i Classic upadaju po svoje
Kidanje sine, pravimo problem
Sranje zarazno kao Texas HoldEm

Verse 2 (Classic):

Ja sam ovde i sine samo je moje
To sta cu sad s' ovim i sta s' ovim posle
Sta mi je rap i sta ce mi to uopste
Samo je moja briga, pa ne balavi o tome
Ne radi fore, il' glupog fazona
Ja ovaj rap zivim, pisem, evo 'dina osma
Ako me kontas, skontaj, necu stati
Jasno je dar imam i to necu da odbacim
Istina, culi me samo ortaci
Ali polako i ti ces, ima da me pamtis
Ja sam Classic, brat isti sine, sad...
Palim sranje.. odoh u visine
Rokam rime, price mog zivota
Besan hodam, miran samo kad zamotam
Ali guram i dalje, necu snove da prodam
Ovo sam ja bre, ovo je moja borba

Chorus X2 (Classic):

Kuc-kuc kucko, pogodi ko je
Skill i Classic upadaju po svoje
Kidanje sine, pravimo problem
Sranje zarazno kao Texas HoldEm

Verse 3 (Well.Done.Son & Classic):

I see you growin' up man over the years
And it's not a fairy tale, it's just how it is
You know how to spit the flame through the rhymes
Your breath is straight fire man, burnin' lines
Burnin' and blazin' you leave only ash behind you
Chaos and mayhem that's the place where I can find you
Then firefighters spread water on the plastic
There's only smoke left, so you'll be smoking CLASSIC

Brate pamtim, sve to jos od malena
Ti si gurao svoje, pun svojih ideja
Pored sranja i svega, ti gazis, stajanja nema
Sad evo te, samo gledam, talenat platine vredan
Tebra nisi jedan, vec sto jedan nivo gore
Nema tu bita, rima, tu lete jebene bombe
SKILL madafakaz, evo ga batica ovde...
Vest momak, od danas tvoj novi problem


Chorus X2 (Classic):

Kuc-kuc kucko, pogodi ko je
Skill i Classic upadaju po svoje
Kidanje sine, pravimo problem
Sranje zarazno kao Texas HoldEm

Outro (Classic & Well.Done.Son):

All in madafakaz
This is how we do it, yeah