2018.09.03.
Here is Romania
Yo man, peace manWassup, yeah
What the f*** is with the Romanian language
What the f*** do you want to say
What the f*** is wrong with the Romanian language
We started to behave like others
Why can't we be ourselves?
Yeah, for f***'s sake
It's a statement of fact, this
Even if you don't agree with it
These guys don't really like Romanian language
No, no, that's right, bling, bling, bling
They started to think like LA, like New York
LA, no. Here is Romania, for f***'s sake
Bear well in mind this thing
Romania, wake up
Bucureşti, Balta Albă, 2006
'79, then I came on the planet (meaning: I was born)
Then you were going to jail for a few jokes
Romania, Bucharest, Balta Albă
After '89 we hoped that it would be better for us
2006, now it's a different thing
Now there are other faces, the same scam
We are making street music, we represent
Those that support us, you know we respect them
I don't give a f*** if I am commercial or not (meaning: if I'm selling well or not)
You count on your fingers the rappers with dough
You want to see if we are true man
You wear sucky things around your neck, you think you are Eminem
I like American rappers
2 Pac, 50, The Game, it's known, (they're) the best
You want to see if we are gangsta
We come from the neighborhoods and with that nothing more
Here is Bucharest, not New York, not LA
Here is Romania, it's not USA
Not dollars, here we are paid in lei
Here we are white, so let's not be black (meaning: behave like the black)
Here is Bucharest, not New York, not LA
Here is Romania, it's not USA
Not dollars, here we are paid in lei
Here we are white, so let's not be black (meaning: behave like the black)
Without guns, without bling, without Bentley
Get the f*** a grip, it's not LA
What? You somehow forgot the Romanian language?
I know, it's not cool when we f*** your deads (meaning: your dead relatives)
It's more like at us, Europe South-East
It's not related to America East-West
The necklace of Snoop Doggy Dogg
Is worth three record labels from us altogether
So what if they don't wear loose (clothes)?
So what if they don't smoke m******** all day?
So what if they don't like old-school music?
They are my brothers, I'm saying it with the hand to the heart
The Bucharest vagabonds are not doing drive-by
But they take you to the woods if you don't have (something) to give them
Don't understand me wrong, I'm proud, I'm Romanian, Latin blood
And that's how I want to remain
Here is Bucharest, not New York, not LA
Here is Romania, it's not USA
Not dollars, here we are paid in lei
Here we are white, so let's not be black (meaning: behave like the black)
Here is Bucharest, not New York, not LA
Here is Romania, it's not USA
Not dollars, here we are paid in lei
Here we are white, so let's not be black (meaning: behave like the black)
Blocks of concrete and families crowded in them
New projects, just some neighborhoods
Without four elements, maybe only at radiators
And summers far from the Californian ones
We like spritz, sorrow music
We don't have traditions in loose clothes, without biatch!
We don't have any colour to separate us
On the streets at us it is with fight and rarely you die
We don't sell crack, only h*****
And stealing is the main cause in juvenile delinquency
This music (is what) I wanted to make ever since I can remember
But I never wanted to be someone else
My idols are speaking about how much money they have now
They are speaking about what cars they drive, just that, nothing more
We never find ourselves in that brother
I haven't seen a diamond in reality in my whole life
Here is Bucharest, not New York, not LA
Here is Romania, it's not USA
Not dollars, here we are paid in lei
Here we are white, so let's not be black (meaning: behave like the black)
Here is Bucharest, not New York, not LA
Here is Romania, it's not USA
Not dollars, here we are paid in lei
Here we are white, so let's not be black (meaning: behave like the black)