Hi Kids [English translation]

Refrain:

Hi kids, I’m Carlo

throw your arms up

and give me a “hello” (hello)

yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that

‘cause it sounds so good here

let’s go another round here

Hi kids, I’m Carlo

throw your arms up

and give me a “hello” (hello)

yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that

You all, who don’t know me

put your arms up anyway

They say I’d have power,

they’d want to tell me that all my tracks rock

‘cause I only spit

with my finger in the light outlet

(will you tell us your secret?)

Don’t know, ‘cause it’s somehow too awkward

(Come on)

Okay ! Every day I make

(rattling noise)

and three times daily

(noise)

and the most important is

(noise)

But I’m just right now at the train station,

beat the time first, after that beat your mom to death

Joke - I’m harmless

and play a canon on my block flute, plural canons

and we’re hittin’ the road, already packed ¹

Yeah, I’d rather run naked through the night and scream:

“how come?”

This is kind of like a warning

Cro was just a disguise, oh call me Carlo!

Refrain:

Hi kids, I’m Carlo

throw your arms up

and give me a “hello” (hello)

yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that

‘cause it sounds so good here

let’s go another round here

Hi kids, I’m Carlo

throw your arms up

and give me a “hello” (hello)

yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that

You all, who don’t know me

put your arms up anyway

People ask me if so much swag actually hurts ²

No clue, ‘cause I feel nothing, yeah I’m doin’ fine

Thanks to the ups and the downers, so people can stand me now; overdose of arrogance; run you over like a G- train ³

‘cause I’m a wrong way driver

I got mostly hangovers

Coming out of the morgue with three Spartans

You say that sounds funny?!

Like Dr. Dre and 50 have, the same father

No, like Dr. Dre and 50 have a white father

(heh?)

Hey, why should I ever conform?

‘cause a pat on the ass is still the best come on ⁴

No clue, why are your homies smilin’ at me?

It doesn’t look like I would scare them

that much

It’s slowly gettin’ to be the time where I start packin’ a gun; shit, man, I still don’t have a gun, keep collecting pop bottles ⁵

and until I sometime get the money scraped

together; I’ll just keep chillin’ in sweatpants

and a white straightjacket.

Refrain:

Hi kids, I’m Carlo

throw your arms up

and give me a “hello” (hello)

yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that

‘cause it sounds so good here

let’s go another round here

Hi kids, I’m Carlo

throw your arms up

and give me a “hello” (hello)

yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that

You all who don’t know me

put your arms up anyway