Samo za BGD

[Flex]
Only for all of us, for New York City, for crazy buddies,
for hustlers and players, drops of blood, sweat, shake,
Only for parks and corners that breed scum,
only for stupid things that have passed, not knives in the back,
Only for the backyard, chilling, rays of my childhood sun,
only for complexes and moments 'one step from murder',
Only for Dorcol neighborhood, and for the feeling it gives,
that spirit you follow, Johnny, lasts for years,
Only for the best of the best and the worst place that exists,
Its name is New York City, but I know it by the black color,
Although I love it immensely, I sometimes fear it,
I can't imagine myself living elsewhere,
And if I were to be born again, and could choose where to go,
I would leave everything behind, but never New York City.

Chorus:
Only for NYC, in P.H.K.S.B.S.

[Mare]
Only for God, for family, my buddies,
only for New York City, only for ideals,
For everything that connects us, that holds us,
blessed be the one who unites,
damned be the one who destroys,
Only for New York City, for houses, buildings, skyscrapers,
only for New York City, for the word odyssey,
One for all and all for one, all together, and all for one

Chorus x4

[Blazha]
I go hard for New York City, I go into fire for New York City,
I live for New York City, if needed, I die for New York City,
Accepted for New York City, lots of evil, little good,
fighting without rest, for New York City without boundaries,
Honor and dignity for undefeated New York City,
And whoever wants to try, mess with me, my New York City,
will get a foot-arm-arm-elbow-foot for New York City,
New York City is a dream tied to sin with asphalt,
raw beats, bloody ghettos, dirty samples,
My enemy is his brother, my peace-my war,
hands up now, for New York City, my city,
And past and future, NYC always my home,
And to hear 'That's how it should be', says .... from the beginning,
I live for New York City, and I'll die for it (That's how it should be),

[Dare]
I tread through the grayness, through concrete that separates me from nature,
through the crowd that wants to engulf me,
I tread through words that have lost meaning,
through relationships that can't stand the truth,
Through wine and beer, through conflicts and worries,
through music and books, through life I tread,
I look around me, through myself, searching to find,
and I don't know what I'm looking for, waiting and rushing into the unknown,
while I have all the time, and I don't know how long it lasts,
and I don't know what awaits me,
I listen to the wind and rain and sun and silence
to teach me how to walk properly.

Chorus x2

[Shkabo]
Enemies forcibly separated us this winter,
threw us in chains, I've peeled off the number,
It's time to return in grand style,
open the main gate to all its inhabitants,
Let him on stage, BS, BS crew
to continue their journey through your mighty jungle,
From docks to blocks in New York City,
from dusk till dawn in your heart's rhythm,
To record his adventures in verse,
pick and sort, bind in a book,
And leave for those who come after us,
to carry your essence in every part of themselves,
To keep the fire alive in your temples,
so your hospitality remains unmatched,
And not to bend their spine when hardships arrive,
but to lead a song before heading into battle.

[Shef Sale]
My heart beats for this city,
and that's why I'll always be ready to give my life for it,
It's in my blood, it flows through my veins,
and even if it turns its back on me, I'll remain loyal to it,
I'll stay even though the future is uncertain,
even though I'm forced to fight for existence in the arena of giants,
Ready for everything because my people follow me, Syndicate till death,
Through all the ups and downs, New York City battlefield,
the front line calls me,
Mother, forgive me, I love you, but New York City is my root

[Ogi]
Only for NYC, only for our cause,
only for the union struggle, our beginning and end,
That's why I go hard, that's love, that's happiness,
my sorrow, my river, my railroad, my Syndicate like a tower,
My street and school, first rhymes, first letters,
what's visible, only the roof, what's forbidden, what's necessary,
My beloved, for me there's no other,
while I watch it my whole life from the sandy shore,
And above all, after all, only NYC,
don't think you're stronger than concrete,
For my people, your people, only NYC,
what will remain of our lives (x2).

Chorus x5