Din Rai - El Nino, Stres

El Nino:

Mergem usor, geamuri fumurii

Tu poti sa ne zici baietii cu mugurii

Uite-mi brigada, e data pe slow

E data pe iarba, e sparta din nou

Baieti tatuati aka v-am zis

In paradis traiesc un vis

Ecrane in tetiere, boxe in portiere

Ochelari de soare, pace-n cartiere

Cine ne vede se-nchina

Ca n-au mai vazut lilieci pe lumina

Fum, daca vrei, 5000 benzina

Am, dar prefer sa trec in surdina

Prea cald sa pot sa alerg

Cu frana de mana dau cerc dupa cerc

Cam incet, dar cand incep

Nu ma pot opri sa zic direct

Pizde, soare, imi place viata

Gabori, zdrente, imi feresc fata

Apropo de fata, dimineata

Am cearcane de la Constanta

M-am vazut cu fratii azi-noapte, haos

Acum, la volan, pe loc repaus

Cred ca-s prea high, de la ultimul pai

Cred c-am ridicat masina si am ajuns in rai

Samurai:

Cu un joint aprins si cu vantu-n freza

Hai in centru vechi, haide pe faleza

Nu baga viteza, hai sa-i dam usor

Parca simt ca plutesc cu 40 la ora

E atat de gol, chiar daca-i sezon

Ora 4 dimineata si sticletii dorm

Am chef sa ma joc, da s-o invart in loc

Tractiune doar pe spate, dar o simt beton

Toba scoate foc, cauciucul e ars

Nu-i nevoie de ulei turnat pe asfalt

Hai sa-i dam de aici, de-ajuns ca ne-am distrat

Hai sa luam 10 beri sa tragem langa lac

Ora 5 dimineata, cerul a crapat

Bass-ul bubuie grav si toti dam din cap

Si se misca parca sunt hipnotizati

Eu vad lumea prin oglinzi parc-as fi 2pac

Cred ca m-am tripat, am intors-o calm

Cu 110, peste limita, pe bulevard

Si sunt fascinat cum sta pe asfalt

Rasaritu-n partea stanga, departe in larg

Cred ca sunt prea spart sau n-am observat

In anii astia ce-au trecut cat e de adevarat

Cred ca-s prea high, de la ultimul pai

Cred c-am ridicat masina si am ajuns in rai

El Nino:

We go easy, smoked windows

You can call us guys with buds

Look at my brigade, it's on slow

It's on the grass, it's broken again

Tattooed boys aka I told you

In paradise I live a dream

Screens in the headrests, speakers in the doors

Sunglasses, peace in the neighborhoods

Whoever sees us worships

That they never saw bats in the light

Smoke, if you want, 5000 petrol

I have, but I prefer to remain silent

Too hot to run

With the handbrake I go circle after circle

A little slowly, but when I start

I can't stop saying it directly

Cunts, sun, I like life

Rags, rags, I protect my face

Speaking of the girl, in the morning

I have rings from Constanta

I saw my brothers last night, chaos

Now, behind the wheel, in a resting place

I think it's too high, from the last straw

I think I picked up the car and arrived in heaven

Samurai:

With a lit joint and with the wind blowing

Come to the old center, come to the seafront

Don't slow down, let's take it easy

I feel like I'm floating at 40 per hour

It's so empty, even if it's the season

4 o'clock in the morning and the bottles are sleeping

I feel like playing, let's spin it instead

Traction only on the back, but I feel it concretely

The drum is on fire, the tire is burnt

No need for oil poured on the asphalt

Let's give it a go, we had enough fun

Let's get 10 beers and shoot by the lake

At 5 in the morning, the sky cracked

The bass rumbles hard and we all nod our heads

And they move as if they are hypnotized

I see the world through mirrors as if I were 2pac

I think I messed up, I calmly returned it

With 110, over the limit, on the boulevard

And I am fascinated by how it sits on the asphalt

Sunrise on the left side, far in the distance

I think I'm too broke or I didn't notice

In these years that have passed, how true it is

I think it's too high, from the last straw

I think I picked up the car and arrived in heaven