Înoată Sau Mori - Cheloo

Iarba merge cu bere, berea merge cu vin

N-am nevoie de palate ridicate cu chin

Cum sa traim simplu?

E complicat sa va spun

Va pun problema la fel ca pan' acum

Asta e genu' de drum care dispare-n soare

Cand dai de urmele tale fugind de ninsoare

Totul a devenit ieftin, o sa platim scump

O sa m-arunc de pe bordura-n cap, speriat de vant

Simt ca m-am nesimtit si-mi place cum sunt

In sfarsit recunosc ca sunt ceea ce cant

Vorbesc despre ura de parca ar fii vie

Nu incerca sa respiri aerul cuvenit mie

Daca te-ai bagat in căcat, inoata sau mori

Asta e sfatul cu care inveti aici sa zbori

Pot sa te fac sa dai fericit din cap

Sa te fac sa te-ascunzi, tremurand cu ochii-nchisi sub pat

Radem de tine sau radem cu tine

Iti dam tripuri si filme cu mortaciuni pe patine

Tipete, urlete, spume, ura traita intens

Batai, minciuni, bani, pareri de rau fara sens

Lacrimi, frustrare, uitare si lipsuri

Nopti la PC cu vodka rece, Coca-Cola si chipsuri

M-am intrecut cu gluma

Si-am castigat intotdeauna

Am baut si partea ta dar ti-am lasat spuma

Ce e femeia azi?

O gonflabila cu pareri

Ce e femeia batuta azi?

Târfa de ieri

Psihologia voastra pare simpla ca muia

Cand va ia dracu de coaie si… Aleluia

Am violat-o pe mata, catarat intr-un tuja

Si-am gasit o alta rima nasoala in afara de Puya

Ai zice ca sunt praf?

Nooo, sunt foarte bine

De la 3 am bagat sase jointuri pline

Am o problema cu circulatia si habar n-am ce fac

Si-mi circula numai ganduri proaste prin cap

Sunt zile in care constat ca nu doare

Umilintele nu trec si sunt pierdut in uitare

Obsedat de mandrie, îs obsedat de onoare

Si e foarte trist mamă, m-am facut mare

The grass goes with the beer, the beer goes with the wine

I don't need palaces built with torment

How to live simple?

It's hard to tell

I'm asking you the same question as before

This is the kind of road that disappears in the sun

When you find your tracks running away from the snow

Everything has become cheap, we will pay dearly

I'm going to jump off the curb, scared of the wind

I feel like I'm insensitive and I like the way I am

I finally admit that I am what I sing

I talk about hate as if it were alive

Don't try to breathe the air I deserve

If you shit, swim or die

That's the advice you learn to fly here

I can make you nod

To make you hide, trembling with your eyes closed under the bed

We laugh at you or we laugh at you

We give you tripods and movies with skating deaths

Screams, screams, foams, intense hatred

Beatings, lies, money, nonsense

Tears, frustration, forgetfulness and lack

PC nights with cold vodka, Coca-Cola and chips

I joked

I always won

I drank your part too, but I left you foaming

What is the woman today?

An inflatable with opinions

What is the beaten woman today?

Yesterday's bitch

Your psychology seems as simple as a blowjob

When the hell the balls go and… Hallelujah

I raped her mate, climbed into a whip

I found another nasty rhyme besides Puya

Would you say I'm dusty?

Nooo, I'm fine

From 3 I put six full joints

I have a traffic problem and I have no idea what to do

And only bad thoughts run through my head

There are days when I find that it doesn't hurt

Humiliations do not pass and are lost in oblivion

Obsessed with pride, obsessed with honor

And she's a very sad mother, I've grown up