Marčelo Podzemlje english translation please

If these lyrics could be translated it would be great thanks.

Marčelo Podzemlje

Nikada dovoljno vremena da se nadje promena,
nikada dovoljno vremena da se zbace bremena sa ramena,
nikada dovoljno vremena da iz pravog semena
nikne neki novi cvet - neki bolji svet...
I sta sad? Cemer i jad...
Publiku svrbi glad, pale TV - i vide pad:
stara garnitura sada fura na pare, ne mare gde je kultura,
city-records ih svuda gura...
Komercijala i klosar do pola!
...menjam kanal, idem po vodu i dva andola.
Nova skola ne secka reci na pola, u spotu nema skupa kola
- "De facto" - moja parola!
Pa zacepi kad spikam! Nisam izdao nikad:
moja lirika i zika - slika i prilika pika
na svakog fejk-stanovnika hop-komune,
snimi lika: cas slusa, cas kune Sindikat...
Tolika vika! Pljuju one sto su ovoj sceni ponos i dika!
Nista bez medijskog trika - trac rubrika, fejk publika...
Stizu reci intelektualnog cinika!
Prava pridika za svakog laika
sto ne konta da je hop magija i nauka!
...pozere lako prozirem i jako prezirem...
Ne zazirem, trudim se da se ne obazirem
- Al' smeta!!! Planeta mala je - budala mnogo je
-svi bi da seru, izaberu hop-karijeru,
u mikrofon se deru, beru kvazi-pohvale.
I posle pet albuma - ti si nula, amateru!

Refren:
Podzemlje - jedino koje ne izdaje, to je
Podzemlje! Sa ulice u lice, batice!
Podzemlje - reci kao oruzje! Dok hop umire,
podzemlje brani korene!
Podzemlje - jedino koje ne izdaje, to je
Podzemlje! Sa ulice u lice, batice!
Podzemlje - reci kao oruzje! Dok hop umire,
podzemlje brani korene!

Vredja me svaka paralela izmedju Marcela i ostatka kartela,
sad imam brige kao Cella Dwellaz...
Jer scena cela - kao ergela.
Pola koktela nema veze s pricom al' bi da repuje htela...
Smracim se. Ne zavlaci me!
Ova kultura mi znaci sve!
Nacin na koji pricam i oblacim se
-oznaci me etiketom ulicne prostacine
-seljacine, sa vama ne jednacim se!
Sirite glasine koje cine da se moje ime nikad ne skine
sa javne tribine provincije... serete!
...i satro znate sve, k'o da ste KGB!
Koliko vas STVARNO slusa ovu muziku?
Koliko vas samo glumi kvazi kritiku,
prati crnu hroniku u vidu TV-profitera?
...cela Srbija se gnusa repa zbog city-rekordera...
Publika veruje u mladje. Mladjima su medjusobne svadje
oko stihovne kradje mnogo bitnije i sladje
nego datum kad ce album u prodaji da se nadje... cutim radje!
...i ne zelim ni da budem MC!
Ne zelim ni da budem jedan od njih!
To nisu ljudi - to su krpe!
...sto ima sve da istrpe za svoje dupe!
Kad se grupe skupe, sve je satro super...
farsa za gluve i glupe!
Trik da zatupe trupe fanova u skladu planova!
...i tuzna istina: prica vise nije iskrena.
Hiphop agonija. Tisina. Mrtva ceremonija.

Refren:
Podzemlje - jedino koje ne izdaje, to je
Podzemlje! Sa ulice u lice, batice!
Podzemlje - reci kao oruzje! Dok hop umire,
podzemlje brani korene!
Podzemlje - jedino koje ne izdaje, to je
Podzemlje! Sa ulice u lice, batice!
Podzemlje - reci kao oruzje! Dok hop umire,
podzemlje brani korene

The Underground

Never enough time to find a change
never enough time to take the burden off our shoulders,
never enough time for the right seed
to breed a new flower - some new world...
And what now? Sorrow and misery...
The public is aching in hunger, they turn on TV - and see the fall:
the old crowd now runs for the money, they don't care about the culture,
city records pushes them everywhere...
Commercialism and half a scum!
...I change the channel, go get some water and two Andols.
The new school doesn't cut words in half, there are no expensive cars in the music video
- "De facto" - my slogan!
Well shut up when I'm talkin! I've never betrayed:
my lyrics and music - clearly aimed
at every fake citizen of hop-community
check out the dude: one moment he's listening, the next cursing the Union...
So much noise! They curse those that are this scene's pride and joy!
Nothing without media trick - gossip column, fake audience...
Here come words of intellectual cynic!
Real lecture for every outsider
who doesn't understand that hop is magic and science!
...I easily recognize posers and I really detest them...
I don't hold back, I try not to pay attention
- But it bothers me!!! The planet is small - there's many fools
- everybody wants to bull-sh*t, choose hop-career
they scream in the mic, pick up quasi-compliments,
and after five albums - you're a zero, amateur!

The underground - the only one that doesn't betray, it is
underground! From the street straight in the face, bro!
The underground - words like weapons! While hop is dying,
the underground is defending the roots!
The underground - the only one that doesn't betray, it is
underground! From the street straight in the face, bro!
The underground - words like weapons! While hop is dying,
the underground is defending the roots!

Every comparison between Marcelo and the rest of the cartel offends me,
now I have worries like Cella Dwellaz...
Because the entire scene - like a paddock.
Half of cocktails has nothing to do with the story but would like to rap...
I get dark. Do not mess with me!
This culture means everything to me!
The way I'm talking and the way I dress
- labeled me as street skunk
- low-lifes, I am not like you!
You spread rumors that prevent my name from ever being taken of
the provincial public forum .. you're full of sh*t!
.. and you supposedly know it all, as if you were KGB!
How many of you SERIOUSLY listen to this music?
How many of you fake the quasi criticism,
follow the black chronic as TV profiteers?
...the entire Serbia is dreading rap because of city-recorders...
The public believes in youth. To the young ones, their mutual arguments
over lyrics theft are much more important and sweeter
then the date when the album will be on sale.. I rather keep quiet!
... I don't even want to be MC!
I do not even want to be one of them!
Those are not humans, they are rags!
...the things they have to go through for their as*!
When the bands get together, everything is supposedly super...
a farce for the deaf and stupid!
A trick to numb troupes of fans according to plans!
...and the sad truth: the story isn't honest anymore.
Hip-hop agony. Silence. Dead ceremony.

The underground - the only one that doesn't betray, it is
underground! From the street straight in the face, bro!
The underground - words like weapons! While hop is dying,
the underground is defending the roots!
The underground - the only one that doesn't betray, it is
underground! From the street straight in the face, bro!
The underground - words like weapons! While hop is dying,
the underground is defending the roots!

Thanks for your help.

You're welcome!