Violent ! [English translation]

I have the mike open

The nagative on the cd yeah

Too dope !

The rhytm is good, i put ya on move, by force

We claim the stage after the first shout

Down-to-earth" , and loaded

I 'm restless

Them losers, are sayin' that i act with airs

I'm laughin hard ,

All them losers , in the women wc , "are tough"

I have third-degree burns, down my trouth, still i pour them up

And still 4 hours at night i sleep

I give back, any insult , tenfold

I give ya'll back, with harsh in ears, and them soft knees

Chorus

We act violently, "ya'll put us on the radio"

We say what we want, and don't give a fuc* about the system

We act violently, "ya'll put us on the radio"

We say what we want, and don't give a fuc* about the system

I'm told all the time , that i'm not having feelings, in fact

I have them , wrapped into a condom, tied up after every contact

i'm deadbeat for the state, tired of stayin' in this State

Cloaked i'm combating, anything that's plain, now i'm beatin'

Any ho' in the bed , for every thing that i do

Same excuse slips from my lips: "I am drunk"!

Being drunk, i consume , inhale and exhale fume

Them cops are by my door, "i tell them that i am not at home now

On the 7 ways i continue my walk

You tell me to go to hell, but i can't

Cause i;m already there now

Chorus

Big anouncement for them drunk ho'*

This isn't bass-relief

It is me, that takes a pee* with the back against the wall

In bed when i fuc* , it's a complete contact

The ho runs with the curtain on her head

It's funny, enjoy the moment !

I am that one , that slips it down ya throa*

When lights gets off

I am not pious by way , i'm without regrets

I fuc* on them politic people, they're all the same

Put the glass on the wall

TO hear what you didn't

If i were a little bit more stupid , i would've been happy

Chorus

I'm abonated at Love plus when women don't want se*

Lead by THC , ya know that i like to be confuse

Full of nerves (i am) , in the Dacia car

When passes by, some low life rich man

Driving a lexus

I'm drunk, high, obsessed, i'm how i want

There are plenty peeps that speak volumes, but nothing new

I would've been in some other place, far, now i would've

had nice doe'

If i would've had luck in my life of money , like i have of fools

You criticisem but don't know me, take care what ya ask of me

'cause i let you like after a dentist check, with ya money

taken and with pains

Chorus

I hate on them fool peeps, same as i hate the fasting food

Ya go ahead: pay another face , to smile for you, for doe'!

The life's the only hell, an ethernal torment

If day by day ya are your own subaltern

Outside is an unfriendly time ,

And my fam' don't have money, to keep me sitting on my

ars* at home

Message for them fans, who whants to know me

"Idols aren't a thing, let the musicx speak "!

The vinyl is rollin , the hours seem short

Don't stress yourself, i have lots of rhymes!

Chorus

Living in Romania , we're part of a poor nation

Where in every stairwell , it smells badly

" It seemed funny" to me, same as a joke,

When ya lost your chain , and ya sys lost her virginit* in

the same gand

You show yourself with Bling=Bling when all is covered

by shi*

In poverness, in a depraved system

You show up like O Diddy

The diference is that he makes also money

Not just impressions

I give on the beat from a ditch

And i conscious fuc* , on the McDonald generation