Din coltul blocului - Parazitii

Hey ooo

direct din coltu` blocului…

direct din coltu` blocului…

Parazitii…

frakadadisk.

cheloo.

Ombladon.

Transmit cu placere mirosind a bere

Cu putere din acelasi colt al blocului

De ceva vreme.

unde

Nu conteaza daca`i ban sau nu

Unde zgomotul capacelor de bere.

Se`aude stii si tu.

Trec anii nu`mi pasa.

Umplu golesc paharu`

Oricum ma iubeste femeile

Ca pe Margineanu`

Orice pahar mie`mi vine ca si turnat

Eu si cand sunt beat sunt treaz

Tu cand esti beat esti beat

Adun ganduri curate

stand in jeg pe lazi

La noi si in spital e mai murdar

Decat la altii pe strazi.

Intr`un sistem rudimentar ca inchizitia

Tratam fara respect politia, militia…

Ne plac noptile pierdute, bagaboantele.

Ne plac zilele`nsorite bancomatele.

Imtins pe spate ma las prada drogului

Si va dedic aceasta balada din coltu` blocului

20 de tone de bere

20 de kile de has

20 de mii de motive sa nu le lasi

20 de prieteni

De 20 de ori mai multi bani

20 de femei de 20 de ani…

20 de sticle sparte

20 de palme date

20 de p*zde f*tute si abandonate

La noapte sarbatorim 20 de case frate

Noi nu plangem fals cu lacrimi necurate.

fumando marijuanna con santana

Noi fumam cu popa si luam in p*la sutana

Nu credem in satana

Cand o s`atingem Nirvana

Daca ne luam un pumn in bot

Nu tipam dupa mama…

La bloc nu e deloc ca la TV

N`avem timp de seriale

O dam parte`n parte cu vinu` cu mainile goale.

Esti incercuit de nasoale penale care te vor.

Ai p*la prea mica sa f*ti

Freaca`te de covor.

Iarba creste indoor.

Avem mult verde`n dormitor

Nu suntem nationalisti

Nu dam 2 lei pe tricolor

Dam banii de paine pe bere.

Ai intrat la idei?

Copiii cresc singuri

Caci noi nu traim pentru ei

Cand paharul se umple il dam pan` la fund

Si`l spargem

Mai tragem un fum ca sa ne facem si vrem

Doar o singura vorba din toate sa ajunga in FM

Nu avem o plasa de siguranta in care sa cadem…

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Hey ooo

directly from the corner of the block...

directly from the corner of the block...

Parasites…

fracadadisk.

Cello.

Ombladon.

I stream with pleasure smelling beer

With power from the same corner of the block

For a while.

where

It doesn't matter if it's money or not

Where the clatter of beer caps.

You can hear it too.

Years go by, I don't care.

I fill the empty glass

Women love me anyway

Like Margineanu

Any glass comes to me as poured

Me and when I'm drunk I'm sober

When you're drunk, you're drunk

I collect clean thoughts

standing in line on the crates

It is dirtier here and in the hospital

Than others on the streets.

In a rudimentary system like the inquisition

We treat the police, the militia without respect...

We like lost nights, ramblings.

We like ATMs on sunny days.

Lying on my back, I fall prey to the drug

And I dedicate this ballad from the corner of the block to you

20 tons of beer

20 kilos of fat

20 thousand reasons not to leave them

20 friends

20 times more money

20 women in their 20s…

20 broken bottles

20 claps given

20 fucked and abandoned dogs

At night we celebrate 20 brother houses

We do not cry falsely with impure tears.

fumando marijuanna con santana

We smoke with the popa and take in the f*la cassock

We do not believe in Satan

When we reach Nirvana

If we punch each other in the face

I'm not yelling for my mother...

On the block it's not at all like on TV

We don't have time for series

I give it part by part with wine with my bare hands.

You are surrounded by nasty criminals who want you.

You're too small to be

Rub against the carpet.

Grass grows indoors.

We have a lot of green in the bedroom

We are not nationalists

I don't give 2 lei per tricolor

I give money for bread on beer.

Have you come up with ideas?

Children grow up alone

For we do not live for them

When the glass is full, I put it to the bottom

And we break it

We have another smoke to make ourselves happy

Only one word of all to reach the FM

We don't have a safety net to fall into...

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