Cam asta e strada [English translation]

Dragonu'

I don't need money,

Bitches, drugs, cars, houses

and dangerous luxury environments

I don't need fake smiles,

Fame, clubs

Drugs, hypocrites

I need strictly the necessary

I'm with my wife in the car

With my kid and disappear

On these streets you have to do your best,

be a role model

Otherwise you will crash in

the most original way,

There is no feelings and nothing human

on these streets full of madmen greedy for money

And there are only two categories of thugs,

there's the dedicated and there's the commoners

In fact the biggest mobster is a politician

He's a 33th grade Mason, we are in the balcans

all the underground people are under Masonery

you think this is a joke?

Go to the jail...

Refren[x2]

These are maleficent streets

Led by the devil,

And I have a tip for you

Do not make a show,

Every corner is full of

Traps and cops,

And when you fuck up

expect to be fucked

Stress

I know you love the streets, man,

Streets like preys and money

they turns brothers into enemies

who don't talk for years

Broken families by gambling

And punctured veins,

I'm writing about real stories

Many want to show brother,

that they are backed up

by a tribe of dealers

but they are not educated

And many seem panicked

like stealing between brothers

Above all, when it's night seem funny to me

They see they can't sleep

They put an alarm in the house

But forget that in the tomb

they're not safe because of an icon

Those who are of the dumb kind

I'll take as model

They love the street but the street kisses them on the wallet

They talk only about money

And they will do anything to have it

But the street

Beats you up like horse thieves

I know you will not quit

But maybe you will see for yourself

Evil is the one wants you but good the one which wins

Refren [x2]

These are maleficent streets

Led by the devil,

And I have a tip for you

Do not make a show,

Every corner is full of

Traps and cops,

And when you fuck up

expect to be fucked

Sişu

I like street clear

And I like money in cash

Pour wine in the glass

Turn up the volume with Salam

Just so you know I'm not a nerd

I'm grown in Sălăjan

Street gives me wings, man,

I do not fall like Icarus

I have a cross not a dice

Touts as models

Street is hell normally,

To escape you need talent

And you're upset

When everyone around you have something to comment

About how talented they are

But actually I'm just gifted

To do things i like

But I chose to draw hard

Because whoever does what he likes doesn't feel the weight of the mission

And maybe even fly

Just looking for a way out

I think it would be good an effort

to transform BMWs in escape shuttles

so we can flee from this jungle

of concrete full of animals

Or if we will stagnate start hunting

And then we fall on our knees for the ritual

Help us Lord!