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Apocalipsa verbală

Ma jurasem ca renunt la rap, dar
Nu ma pot opri din scris, eu-s chiar nebun la cap, clar
Mi-am promis mie si v-am promis si voua
Deci chemati o ambulanta si duceti-ma la 9
Dar, dati-mi un nenorocit de pix si niste hartie
Ca sa aduc bucurie, in sectia de psihiatrie
La Sbarna as umple peretele,
la Dilai retetele
Cu mii de versuri cu multiple sensuri
ca versetele
La sclavi si la trompete,
le arat perfect defectele
In momentele in care le fac portretele
Ca-s toti ca majoretele,
Cand vine dragobetele
Schimbandu-si principiile
mai des ca sosetele
La microfon nu ma abtin, sunt hapsan
Da' macar acum vad toti pustii cat de slabi sunt
Si inca nu pot fii ce tind, ratacind
Fugind de deznadejde
pana la iluzie si revenind
Traim zilele fricii, cu doar cateva indicii
De exemplu : iubirea presupune sacrificii
Iarta-ma ca decand nu ma mai laud
cu vicii
Am luat-o pe campie cu religia ca toti bunicii
Acum insulta-mi credinta, golit de nepasarea
Sub care iti ascunzi si suferinta si frustrarea
Vorbim pentru cei doi fani ai tai
sa-mi strici numele
Pe care oricum nu dau 2 bani, hai bai fii serios,
si bungheste zdreanta
Ca singurul rau pe care mi-l poti face,
se numeste greata
Religios sau nu fine, cat timp cred in bine
E clar ca ai dusmani mai periculosi decat mine
Pot fi Ponta, Basescu, Boc, Antonescu
sau Iluminati tati, convenabil insa practic
Eu zic de mii de patimi, care fac dintr-un romantic ca si
Gandy un fanatic antipatic ca Ted Bundy
De la ultimu' sarman, pan' la presedinte, vad mandrie cat cuprinde
Ne cuprinde pretudindeni, ma surprinde cum se-ntinde
Ma deprindeti ca depind
de simple cuvinte sa exprim ce am in minte
Suntem urmariti de satelit, pana si prin
galerii, pana si prin draperii
Deci nu-mi vorbi de caterinci, sunt sucarit pe raparii
Ce-s jucarii pe baterii, fura si de la parinti
si nu va zic de Pateric
Nu cred ca saracia se numeste criza
Cum nu cred ca adevarul
poa' sa-ncapa in epifiza
Nu cred in remiza, nu-l cred pe Elie Wiesel
Si mai ales, nu cred ca
esti constient de miza
Cand salivezi la un ca*at de 4x4
Pentru care-ai da mai multe droguri ca un pshiatru
Da ultimele portii la idiotii de la colt
C-oricum sunt morti cu totii dupa care, tu fa-ti
Somnicu din ghetute, cu boticu' pe labute
Visand mii de masinute, ai Blinguri pe hainute
Vile de minim 5 Stelute
Cu piscine pline cu puicute fine si dragute
Dand din cur si din tate, in fine
Dar nu te mira ca ramanem fara Ardeal
Fara pamant, fara ape, fara paduri, fara ideal
Fara familie, fara traditie, adica fara tipic
Fara Hristos, fara iubire, adica fara nimic
Altfel zis lipsa totala,
ametiti si de vrajeala de canal occidental,
Acum cersim viza globala
Peste-asa zisa criza, vad o criza morala
Eclipsa mentala, aduc apocalipsa verbala.
 
Tradução

Verbal Apocalypse!

I vowed myself that i'd give up on rapp, BUT...
I can't stop writing, i'm really "crazy", is clear...
I've promised myself, i promised to y'all too
So call up an ambulance and take me to the psihiatric hospital
BUT, give me a fucking pen and some paper
To bring up the joy, among the section of psychiatry!!
At Sbarna i'd fill in texts the wall,
at the crazed ones i'd give them their "meds"
With thousands of verses, with multiple meanings ,
like them religious paragraphs
To them "suckers" and "big mouths",
i show clearly to them, their flows
When i make their portrets"
'Cause they all are like "cheerleaders",
when the Valentines Day comes
CHANGING THEIR PRINCIPLES,
MORE OFTEN THAN THEIR SOCKS!
In front of tha mike i don't restrain myself, i'm "bad",
But at least now all them kids can see, "how weak i am"
And yet i can't be what i want , wandering ..
Runing away from the despair,
till reaching the ilussion/hope state and returning back
We're living in the times of fear, with just few indications
For example: The love means sacrifices!!
Forgive me , 'cause since i've stopped bragging
about addictions,...
I've gone wild, on tha themathic of religion, like all them grandpas!
Now ya go ahead, insult my belief, Hollowed by the indolence
Underneath which you hide your suffering and frustration !
"Reffering of those 2 fans of yours
for whom ya've mocked my name
On them i anyway don't give 2 pennyes, come on yo
stop ya bullshit Be serious, and see the reality, ya face fuck
'CAUSE THE ONLY HURT YA CAN PROVOKE TO ME,
IT'S CALLED DISGUST!
Religous or not no matter, as long as i stand for the good
Clearly that you have more dangerous enemies than me..
They can be Ponta, Basescu, Boc, Antonescu
or the Illuminati "Daddy", seems legit , yet real !
I sing about thousands of pains, that transforms some
romantic like Gandy, into an unpleasant fanatic like Ted Bundy
Starting from even the last poor fucker, till the president, i see plenty ego
It gets everywhere, it surprises me how it spreads
Y'all go on "familiarise" me with it, 'cause i base
on simple words, to convey that which i feel
We're surveilled from the satelite, till even in the art
gallery, till even through "courtains"
So don't spill to me shit*, i'm pissed off, on them rappers
That are "toys on batteries", they steal even from parents
and i'm not talking about Pateric ...
I don't think that poverty stands for crisis
Same like i don't believe that the truth can
fit all in the epiphysis
Not a fan of a "draw", nor of Elie Wiesel
And above all, i don't think that
you're aware of what's at stake
When ya eyes roll over some shity* 4x4 car
For which you'd trade lots of drugs, than even a shrink.
Serve the last "portions" to them fools from around the block
Cause anyway they're all a lost case, after all you go on
Your little nap, "putting your nose on your little paws "
Dreaming thousand of fine cars, having diamonds on ya clothes
Luxurious mansions ...
With pools, filled with rafined and beautiful girls
Shaking their ass and their tits, anyway...
But (than) don't be amazed, when Stealed is our Ardeal
our Lands, waters, forests, or ideals
With no family, tradition, meaning without identity!!!
"With no" Christ/faith, love, with none
In different words put, a total lack,
shoved up ya'll throats is their Occidental BS
Now we're begging for some global visa
Over the "so named crisis", I SEE SOME MORALE CRISIS,
Mental eclipse, I bring the Verbal Apocalypse! Brrrrrupp!!!
 
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