Hrvatini (pronounced [xəɾʋaˈtiːni]; Italian: Crevatini) is a village in southwestern Slovenia in the City Municipality of Koper.
Hrvatini was mentioned in historical sources as Cruatine in 1763–87. The name is a plural form of what was originally a nickname and has now become a surname, borrowed from old Croatian Hrvatin 'Croat'. For similar names, compare Hrovača and Hrobači (a hamlet of Dobravlje). The name originally referred to medieval Croatian resettlement from the south connected with Ottoman occupation of the central Balkans.
For centuries Hrvatini belonged to the municipality of Muggia (now in Italy). After the dissolution of the Free Territory of Trieste in 1954, it was annexed to the Socialist Federal Republic of Yugoslavia. Since then, it has been gravitating towards Koper. During Slovenia's war of independence in 1991, a maritime landing near Hrvatini by special forces of the Yugoslav Army was repulsed by Slovenian troops.
Slovene, Italian, and Croatian are traditionally spoken in the village. There is complete Slovene-Italian official bilingualism.
Hrvatinić dynasty was a medieval noble house which ruled over various parts of Bosnia, Croatia and Dalmatia between the 13th century and the 15th century.
The last member of the family was Matija Vojsalić who was last mentioned in the archives of Republic of Ragusa in 1476. He was installed as a puppet king of Bosnia by the Ottoman sultan as an answer to Nicholas of Ilok, named king of Bosnia by Matthias Corvinus. Matija Vojsalić was removed after conspiring with Matthias Corvinus against the Ottomans and was not mentioned after that.
Rave down
Rave down
Rave down
Rave down, hit the ground
Before the pistol crack spins me out sideways
Like the sharp hard hit of a car crash in a dream
There's kids on the corner wanna beat-box my brains to bits
You can't cut creed clean things ain't black or white like they seem
Rave down, hit the ground
4 am all night hell gas station
Before we cruise off to the beach where the breeze blows easy and slow
We hung tight all night and no gig to go to
There could be something happenin' here but there's just no place to go
Your town ain't lively up no more
Rave down
Deep hot sun burns through the city
Yeah, they're havin' to peel the pedestrians off the walls
Ex-cop 'round the block, rockin' chair, suckin' beer
He blasts flies with his gun because swatting's no fun
Your town ain't hypin' up no more
Rave down
Rave