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Yes I left my motherland and went so far To get a good job and a brand new car Very smart phone, hundred inch TV I m living in diaspora, I m very proud Of my house with the pool, master credit card Thick gold chain hangs around my neck Mercedes Benz parked in the back Dont believe the hype I never beat my wife I m not a macho man who would stab you with a knife I live by your rules every single day But some things are written in my DNA But when I taste rakija In my head anarchia Back to original shape Just cannot escape from Balkan No escape from Balkan No escape from Balkan No escape from Balkan No escape from... Dont believe the hype I never beat my wife I m not a macho man who would stab you with a knife I live by your rules every single day But some things are written in my DNA But when I taste rakija In my head anarchia Back to original shape Just cannot escape from Balkan No escape from Balkan No escape from Balkan No escape from Balkan No escape from...
Writer(s): Almir Hasanbegovic, Vedran Mujagic, Brano Jakubovic, Adis Zvekic, Armin Busatlic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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