Текст и перевод песни B.U.G. Mafia - Poezie de stradă (radio edit)

Poezie de stradă (radio edit)

Pentru toti cei care ma irita
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier
Pentru toti cei care ma irita
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier

Sunt Caddy,
Socului acum ma stii bine
Cand ma vezi pe strada pune cainii pe mine
Critica la vorba mea
E nimica toata, mai da-te-n pula mea
Asa am invatat pe strada
Injur ca Lacatus, sunt baiat, baiat
Ti-am luat muia pe card daca m-ai enervat
Am percutat cu trei rime din care doua obscene,
Coaie, uita-te la tine, ti-au crescut pe spate pene,
Esti papagal, la cardeala ta nu pune nimeni botu'
Smardoiala si mangleala ne ridica noua contu'
E pontu' cu jocul de cuvinte de cartier
Dau la mij, dau la mmuie tu nu prea stii de fel
Sunt bengos mai tare decat rima ta stearsa
Valoarea ta e nula, lasa poezia, esti varza
Mai ai de comentat, te fut direct in cur
Si la fel ca si Cheloo, ce pula mea injur?

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Cu limbaj, limbaj de cartier iti rup capatana
Sunt tot deasupra ta si voi fi totdeauna
Sugi pula cu poezia ta, pe strada-n toata tara poezia-i Mafia
Vocabular obscen imi bag pula-n ma-ta
Degeaba te holbezi la mine ca nu imi pasa de tine
Ti-o dau la mmuie pentru tot ce spui,
Pentru ca nu taci, pentru ca m-ataci
Tot ce-am invatat am invatat pe strada
Bagami-as pula tu n-o sa-ntelegi vreodata
Ca tot ce conteaza pentru mine
Este sa-i reprezint pe ai mei in fata celor ca tine
Deci, domnule, tine-ti nasul la tine in oala
Stiu ca suntem pentru tine o problema sociala
Inainte sa termin iti zic inc-o data eject
Cu limbaj de cartier, in efect direct

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Direct de la sursa, da o pune de borou
Vagabondul spune multe voi vorbiti in gol
In jargon dau numai ce-i real
Am adunat ura pe voi, strada e sus, voi sunteti la final
Muzica-i la metru si n-aveti nimic de spus,
Gerovital va mentine spiritul in sus
Maxim respect pentru orice proiect
Nimeni nu poate sa va scape dupa excesul direct
Slagarul promite-o usoara, intr-o mie de cuvinte doua labe se separa
Da-ti tot, faceti loc intre doua festivale va analizam la bot
2005 e momentul, lansati testamentul
Sa cante parasutele, solistele, fetele
Nici o problema la mijloc le tipa gura
Oda voi le dati sa cante, noi le dam sa suga...

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Asa e! Nu am pic de bun simt
Imi bag pula-n ma-ta, in tac-tu,
Si ii dau muie lu' fra-tu
Asculta tu mare poet ce-am sa zic pe strofa asta
Cu muie, cu pula, pizda, goaza, te rog frumos fii pe faza ca...
Nu sunt incult, asa-mi traiesc viata
Ce pula mea iti pasa tie cui ii slobozesc eu fata
Asculta bulangiule beau, fut si ma bat
Iar tie dom' poet iti dau pula la frecat
Bay, nenea frectie, ma pis pe ma-ta
Eu injur si fac bani multi, n-ai sa vezi vreodata atata
Am fost crescut ginitor, pe ciordeala, pe mangleala
Am invatat cum se fac banii chiar si cand eram la scoala
Am dat la buci de mic copil, c-asa m-a invatat tata
Nu rata nici o femeie: pula-n pizda, gata fata!
Tu, labagiule, te iei de mine?
Mancami-ai ppula sa-mi mananci, sunt mai inteligent ca tine

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Pentru toti cei care ma irita,
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper,
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier!

Street Poetry (radio edit)

For all those who irritate me
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood
For all those who irritate me
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood

I'm Caddy,
You know me well by now, from the shock
When you see me on the street, set your dogs on me
Criticism of my words
Is nothing at all, so fuck off
That's how I learned on the street
I curse like Lacatus, I'm a boy, a boy
I took your girl's virginity if you pissed me off
I hit you with three rhymes, two of them obscene,
Dude, look at yourself, you've grown feathers on your back,
You're a parrot, nobody buys your bullshit
Trash talk and brawling are what boost our account
It's the thing with wordplay from the hood
I rhyme, I fuck, you don't really know how
I'm more badass than your worn-out rhyme
Your value is zero, leave poetry, you suck
Anything else to say? I'll fuck you straight in the ass
And just like Cheloo, why the fuck am I cursing?

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!

With language, language from the hood, I'll rip your head off
I'm still above you and I always will be
Suck my dick with your poetry, on the streets all over the country the poetry is Mafia
Obscene vocabulary, I fuck your mother
You can stare at me all you want, I don't care about you
I'll give it to you in the ass for everything you say,
Because you don't shut up, because you attack me
Everything I learned, I learned on the street
Fuck me, you'll never understand
That all that matters to me
Is to represent my people in front of those like you
So, mister, keep your nose in your own pot
I know we're a social problem for you
Before I finish, I'll tell you one more time, eject
With language from the hood, in direct effect

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!

Straight from the source, put one in your pipe and smoke it
The vagabond says a lot, you talk nonsense
In jargon I only give what's real
I've gathered hate for you, the street is up, you're at the bottom
The music is by the meter and you have nothing to say,
Gerovital keeps your spirit up
Maximum respect for any project
Nobody can save you after the direct excess
The hit promises a light one, in a thousand words two legs separate
Give it your all, make room between two festivals we analyze you at the snout
2005 is the moment, release the testament
Let the parachutes sing, the soloists, the girls
No problem in the middle, their mouths scream
You give them to sing, we give them to suck...

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!

That's right! I don't have a shred of decency
I fuck your mother, your father,
And I give your brother a blowjob
Listen, you great poet, to what I'm going to say on this verse
With blowjob, with dick, pussy, cunt, please be aware that...
I'm not uneducated, that's how I live my life
What the fuck do you care who I give a blowjob to
Listen, asshole, I drink, fuck, and fight
And to you, Mr. Poet, I give my dick to rub
Hey, Mr. Friction, I piss on your mother
I curse and make a lot of money, you'll never see that much
I was raised a thief, on stealing, on brawling
I learned how to make money even when I was in school
I've been fighting since I was a kid, that's how my father taught me
Don't miss any woman: dick in pussy, that's it, girl!
You, nerd, are you picking on me?
Suck my dick, eat me, I'm smarter than you

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!

For all those who irritate me,
I have one thing to say: Shut your mouth!
For all those who don't let me hope,
I give you voices from the hood with language from the hood!