Drill - Born to Shine / Out Now! BUY & LISTEN: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/dri... Follow Drill: / drillito / drillito / drillito https://www.drill.si Artist: Drill Title: Rojeni da blestimo Vocals: Drill Instrumental: Telling Beatzz (https://tellingbeatzz.com) Mix: Hyu (https://www.instagram.com/hyu1537/?hl=en) Arrangement: Hyu Mastering: ROdAH ( / rodahofficia ) Label: Komora Records ( / komora.records ) Recorded: Studio Komora ( / komora.ent ) Year: 2020 Video Production: Komora Films Directed by: Andrej Bučar Edited by: Alan Bučar Vukšić ( / alan.bucar ) Color: Alan Bučar Vukšić Animation: Črtomir Just ( / choerte ) VHS & SVHS: Tomi Meglenov (https://www.normstudio.si) Director of Photography: Alan Bučar Vukšić Camera: Alan Bučar Vukšić, Andrej Bučar Drone Operator: Alan Bučar Vukšić Screenplay: Andrej Bučar Cast: Cyam, Vazz, Unknown, Tadi Tada, Trkaj, Triiiple, Klemen Klemen, Recycleman, Zlatko, Mrigo, Vorda, Skova, Vuki Vuk, Murat, Chiro, Jasha, Ghet, Nipke, Side, Doša, Izič, Fraw Blanka, Um, Masayah, K'Pow, Smirbe, Jonzie, Reta, Burke, Mirko Grozny, Žena, Princip, Emkej, Mito, Aima Vittori, En3, Iaria. Thank you team, I couldn't have made this project without you! Big love to everyone who helped me with the video. Special thanks for helping with the video: WiiRoll (https://www.wiiroll.com/), Tehnomarket (https://exit.si/tehnomarket), PVG Koper (https://exit.si/PVG), Norm Studio (https://www.normstudio.si/), Piaggio Slovenia, Ziggi Rolling Papers (https://shop.ziggipapers.com/), Barberijan, Roknrolltattoos ( / roknrolltattoos , Ford Nova Koper (https://exit.si/FordNova), Lyrics: Huh, I recorded acapellas on cassettes I knew for ten years that I would be a rapper In a notebook I wrote rhymes for myself so that they wouldn't get on the air I knew that I could plant early for a good harvest In elementary school there were freestyles during breaks You could see who had a story and whose tongue got tangled Un who really wants to be sensitive will have a recording So we cleaned the comp and mic to start Yo! check, check Here we are recording, here we are rapping lyrics We can't wait to put our CD on the press Backpack full of CDs, every I had respect for ten packs on the street as a boy, but someone gave me a spit at an open mic. I knew this was an opportunity to kill the part. When I finished, my legs were lifted. I knew I was born for the stage. Born to shine. Like diamonds in the living mud. Under the glacier, a tiny grain of gold. Pearls that are still in the ocean. Waiting for the day to shine. Born to shine. Like diamonds in the living mud. Under the glacier, a tiny grain of gold. Pearls that are still in the ocean. Waiting for the day to shine. Born to shine. In high school, I started making beats from samples at night. I bought a mic with my first paycheck and put insulation on the walls and ceiling with a preamp. I plugged in the Axiom and worked on the sound. Zero eight, a smoke chamber is being built in the room. There's a Tomos in the garage next door, someone doesn't have a Tomos anymore. Under the eggs, a bus with packages just to smoke for free. The team is full of weed, so the vocals don't crack. The software is broken. on the cracked windows we're tired I still create all night, we still rap When we were on the ground when rapping or high when Nepal And after the concert the envelope hasn't dropped like now, huh Still I was hungry for the mic and the opportunity I wanted to get to the top even if they say it's impossible to get there, huh I know they wanted the path to be smooth Let them doubt, we know that we are one hundred percent us Born to shine Like diamonds in the living mud Under the glacier a tiny grain of gold Pearls that are still in the ocean Waiting for the day to shine Born to shine Like diamonds in the living mud Under the glacier a tiny grain of gold Pearls that are still in the ocean Waiting for the day to shine Born to shine To shine like precious stones, platinum and gold My plateau can now be heard from the radio and cars We are no longer cheap like copper, zinc and brass In the studio, the rhyme is worth as much as in Rome, the brick from Medellin I shine, I'm here to lead, not to I follow them I leave a mark with every new rhyme I utter Now they know where it blows from, when it blows out of the membranes Sound sick, contagious beyond expectation Now this boy from the circus excels and reigns Lajne mistreats, in time to tear you down Kira honor, in the ninth village you can hear the voice, you can hear us The boxes are full, but the accent is you can hear the bass On one thousand three hundred leaves, authentically poured charisma cleanly He adjusted his clear head, so that we are never hungry again Even if they try to overshadow our success with envy We always knew that we were Born to shine Like diamonds in living mud Under the glacier a tiny grain of gold Pearls that are still in the ocean Waiting for the day