Artilerie grea - F.Charm, Byga, El Nino

Auzi in noapte pwah pwah

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Conectat la mic cu sala, cu pixu si cu coala

Vine din suflet rafala, s-aduc pe pamant Valhalla

Crescut in capitala, unde-n strada este scoala

Calc la pamant pedela, elegant ca-ntr-o Impala

Rup lacate-n capete ca sa scape din tabere

Ca-s ghidate de sarpele care-mi tulbura apele

Dar am armele tapene, la apel sa ma apere

Artilerie din cuget sa te vindece suckere

Aici nu-i El Dorado

Sunt astia care scot arta din caiet dictando

Si ies in prima linie la fel ca Desperado

Baietii sunt poeti cu abilitati comando

Cu picioarele pe pamant cu palmele-n vant batute de viata grea

Sa vindece cu-un cuvant, sunt gata oricand, c-au artilerie grea

Intre mere dulci, sunt o poama acra

Ma separ de turme albe spune-mi oaia neagra

Auzi in noapte pwah pwah

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Byga:

Vin de acolo de unde BMW-ul e-a doua noastra limba

Si ti-am mai zis: E un oras care te schimba

Mai sus de Bulgaria, oltean land Bavaria

Maestre, forte terestre, facem tandari ferestre

Sare Arcu` de Triumf din tobe, când pun vorbe care cad legate

Cad ca bombe… uite-le, cad, elegante, pe note

Tobe, tata, zeama, tobe de Colosseum

Aduc mamutii din nou la viata din Smithsonian Museum

Soare rasare aici din dreapta, dar tot cu Stanga trage

Iar cand ne trage tot pe dreapta, leu' din mine rage

Ca ne survoleaza ceru' in drum spre Deveselu

Se protesteaza cu hash-taguri cand ei vin cu tancuri

Asa ca da-i sa sara tabla, membrana, da-i cat sa duca

Da-i blana ca sa rasune, ori de cate ori te-apuca

Inconjurat de frati de-o viata, (viata) viata de noapte

Scriu cu seva si hranesc inca de la Gloante 7

Auzi in noapte pwah pwah

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

El Nino:

Heyo sa ne-ntelegem sunt un jucator de prima liga

Am grija la ce scot pe gura stiu ca muzica instiga

D-asta zic sa ne simtit ca pe stadion

Noaptea asta-i aia-n care bagam maraton

Fratiorii vor sa vada niste verzisori

Si sirene dezbracate canta de pe norisori

Minorii n-au voie pune mainile la ochi

Am o comoara-n panaloni poate vrei sa o dezgropi

Baga niste ganja sa te linistesti putin

Ca ti-au dat-o la cap doua pahare cu vin

Stai putin sa ne-ntelegem imi place paranghelia

Poate d-asta n-am plecat pan acum din Romania

Recunosc e vina mea, sare-n aer clubu

Clasic si fresh de cartier ca blugii Fubu

Imi place numaru' unu, nu ma judeca

Inca dau cu sete reprezint familia!

Auzi in noapte pwah pwah

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea

Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

Hear in the night pwah pwah

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

In front of you when you thought we were on the floor

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

They bite into the music, they feed on it

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

Connected to the small with the hall, the pen and the sheet

The gust comes from the heart, Valhalla is brought to earth

Raised in the capital, where the school is on the street

I step on the ground, elegant as an Impala

Locks on their heads to escape the camps

That they are guided by the serpent that disturbed my waters

But I have tap weapons, on call to defend me

Artillery in mind to heal you suckers

This is not El Dorado

These are the ones who take art out of the notebook dictating

And I come out in the front line just like Desperado

The boys are poets with commando skills

With his feet on the ground with his palms in the wind beaten by hard life

To heal with a word, they are ready anytime, because they have heavy artillery

Among sweet apples, they are a sour grape

I separate myself from the white flocks, tell me the black sheep

Hear in the night pwah pwah

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

In front of you when you thought we were on the floor

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

They bite into the music, they feed on it

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

Byga:

I come from where BMW is our second language

And I told you: It's a city that changes you

Above Bulgaria, Oltean land Bavaria

Master, strong earth, we make tandari windows

The Arc de Triomphe jumps out of the drums, when I put words that fall connected

They fall like bombs look at them, they fall, elegant, on notes

Drums, Dad, Juice, Colosseum Drums

I'm bringing mammoths back to life in the Smithsonian Museum

The sun rises here on the right, but still with the left shooting

And when he pulls us to the right, the lion in me rages

As the sky flies over us on the way to Deveselu

They protest with hash tags when they come with tanks

So let him jump the board, the membrane, give him enough to carry

Give him the fur to resonate whenever he grabs you

Surrounded by brothers for a lifetime, (life) night life

I write with sap and I have been feeding it since Bullet 7

Hear in the night pwah pwah

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

In front of you when you thought we were on the floor

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

They bite into the music, they feed on it

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

El Nino:

Let's face it, I'm a first-team player

I care what I put in my mouth I know that music instigates

That's why I say we felt like stadiums

This is the night I was running the marathon

The brothers want to see some greens

And naked mermaids sing from the clouds

Minors are not allowed to put their hands in their eyes

I have a treasure in my pants, maybe you want to dig it up

Put some ganja to calm down a little

That they gave you two glasses of wine

Let's face it, I like paragliding

Maybe that's why I haven't left Romania so far

I admit it's my fault, the club is blowing up

Classic and fresh neighborhood like Fubu jeans

I like number one, don't judge me

I'm still thirsty, I represent the family!

Hear in the night pwah pwah

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

In front of you when you thought we were on the floor

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

They bite into the music, they feed on it

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery

Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress

He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery