Bernabeu [English translation]

Chorus: Killa Fonic

My punks don't only have my voice.

Hola boss, you burned yourself, we roast you.

I got my own team like on Bernabeu

We roll on the segway in the industry, we turn it around.

My punks don't only have my voice.

Hola boss, you burned yourself, we roast you.

I got my own team like on Bernabeu

We roll on the segway in the industry, we turn it around.

Killa

2 oldschool chords, I fuck them in Tommy Hilfiger socks

They keep botching my name, but they tell me I'm cool and fuckboy and I make my syrup in the bottle (?)

Put it on, mommy, put it on to soothe me.

Go go Lama (Blade aka Killa), do it in rhymes.

Mommy tells me I do it right. Hoeeee praise me well!

Satrabond (from vagabond) till I die (kindda), you met with the devil

Satrabond (from vagabond) till I die (kindda), you met with the devil

Benzito benzito benzito hoe, hey, hey

Affiliated with punks from Bucharest hey

If I make a phone call, a whole stadium comes

Like my fanbase in Ploiesti, nigga

I left the ghetto and the slums, nigga

I got to (the point where I'm) (be) able to do anything i want, nigga

2: Nosfe

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch Satra is coming, bau, bau, bau

Nosfe with the ark on the wave wave wave, nigga with London, take it take it take it

Skinny with the Egypt hm hm hm, Gutza and the ships, uu uu uu

Lu-k beats, oh noooo!

These guys are climbing on the industry, we deserve to make us a statue

bau bau, jumps the punk in you if you're cool

Don't hide if you like it, don't be afraid

To do what I do, i had to lose a summer

After the spring tournament, flavored with spices

People start to twitch, when they see me there in the room

And I don't hit the gym, but swell when there comes up

someone and kills this nigga vibe of mine

nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga!

I wreck them ("I make them rice" - expression), call me Uncle Benz,

Don't ask me, please, what BENZ stands for

If you don't have the hundred thousand eurabbits

We already said this in interviews

Again

I wreck them, call me Uncle Benz,

Don't ask me, please, what BENZ stands for

If you don't have the hundred thousand eurabbits

We already said this in interviews

Peace

3: Ed:

It got to a point where even that mom of yours knows me, the golddigger(?) who listens to manele (gypsy music)

Once: because I'm called what I'm called

and 2: because i really sing MANELE

If you wanna know about my team

It's in the world where Pele came from

We're Real like Madrid, HALA!!

We aint got time, We aint got time

We only got time for the time that makes the money

Au au! My little Satra is in trouble

All our enemies wish us bad

Cuz our play is on another level

Ha ha ha look, see, how bizzare

It's weird, this guy with Bercenary flow

Don't know his name, but I know he's Satra-er

And in one song he says 'Has da car' ("suck my dick" in gypsy)

Messin around on the Segway, in Timpuri Noi (street)

With a nigga, brother with 2 others and a redneck.

Blessed, Excellent, BENZ

We dress BENZ, we piss BENZ

We fuck BENZ, we smoke BENZ, we breathe BENZ

OSOD 2 you touch it, be careful, hands! (football)

4: Keed:

Imagine a pharaoh in a snow white t-shirt

Nigga (crow) head instead of wolf head, instead of football shoes, heeled shoes

Too much of a boy, perfumed, well dressed from head to toes, IMACULATE

Clean record, illuminated punk, much too advanced

Yeah I know you're shocked that I don't help cheaters, dummies and blind people.

Amen in the name of The Holy Nigginity, do yourself a favor and put yourself out of misery!

You're hurting yourself, we're not hurting you

Necrophile like Ill Bill, you think you're a shark? We fry you like in the movie, Kill Bill!

The playground is my second home

Let's play or go the fuck home

Walk away and forfeit your place in case you can't keep up

They carried me on their backs to the throne

I feel like I am, a champion!

Me - Hagi, you - Sanmartean

I on Bernabeu, you on the National.