Din coltul blocului [English translation]

straight from the corner of the block

straight from the corner of the block

Parazitii...

2007 2008..

frakadadisk.. ( these 3 are the names of the singers)

cheloo..

Ombladon..

I transmit with pleasure smelling like beer

With strength from the same corner of the block

From sometime..where

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

Where the sound of beer bottle lids

can be heard...you know

Years go by I don't care

I fill , I empty my glass

Anyway woman love me

Like they love Margineanu' (this is someone known in Romania)

Every glass suits me well

I am sober even when I am drunk

You when you are drunk, you are still drunk

I gather clean toughts

sitting in dirt on boxes

Here our hospital are more dirty

Than the streets are at others

in an undeveloped system like inquisition

we treat the police without respect

We like spending nights out, and we like night-girls

We like sunny days , and banks

I lay on my back, and surrender to drugs

and i dedicate this ballade from the corner of the streeth

chorus

20 tones of beer

20 kg of has (drug)

20 reasons not to leave them

20 friends

and 20 times more money

20 , 20 years old woman

X2

20 broken bottles

20 slaps given

20 f***ed and abandoned b****s

At night we celebrate 20 houses [emptied] brother

we dont cry false, with unclean tears

Smoking a marijuana con (with) santana - spanish

we smoke with the preast and we take him...(sorry couldn't translate)

we dont believe in satan

when will touch Nirvana

If we get a punch in the face

We dont scream after mom

At the block it ain't like on Tv

We don't have time for soap-operas

We give them part in part with the wine with empty hands

You are sorrounded by ugly girls that want you

You'r d**k is too small to f**k

So rub yourself to the carpet

The grass grows indoor

we have a lot of greenstuff in the bedroom

we are not nationalists

we don't give 2 lei's on the flag (2 lei , meaning not much..nothing ) )

we give our bread money on beer

You got ideas ?

Kids grow by themselfs

cause we don't live for them

When the glass is filled, we drink it `till the bottom

and we brake it

We drag one more smoke so we make it and we want

just one word from all this to get on FM

We don't have a safety net in which to fall.....