Текст и перевод песни Killa Fonic - Oameni In Negru

Oameni In Negru

Io n-am gang ca la bloc, am oameni in negru yah
Le apar in fata se inchina ca la AntiCristu' yah
Juma' din ei sunt suflete pure, jumate-s zob
Trag pe nas rapperi de c*cat, ii stranut pe jos hah
Matur, matur cu zdr*nte pe jos, ii matur yah
Scuip pe mormantul lor daca nu se mai ridica
Umblu noaptea cu dubiosi nimeni nu misca ah
Daca zmeii tai si-o incearca, o sa regrete ah
Stau la masa cu superiori nu dau nume no
As putea sa-mi infig p*la in coarda ta ca si-o incearca ah
Io am mai mult decat sangele albastru nu f*t zdr*nte no
Las pistolu' la pamant, imi curge sange de pe pumni yah
Corpuri la pamant, le curge sangele din tampla

Io n-am gang ca la bloc am oameni in negru yah
Le apar in fata se inchina ca la AntiCristu' yah
Juma' din ei sunt suflete pure, jumate-s zob
Trag pe nas rapperi de c*cat, ii stranut pe jos hah
Io n-am timp sa intervin, trimit hiene
Strig toti dracii la razboi, se varsa vene
Nu suna la 112, zdr*anto
Da din tine tot ce poti, iti rad in fata
Intru in casa ta cu o masina furata
Intru in coarda ta, ma striga "vino odata"
Tu scuipi de-a-n p*lea la adresa mea pe strada
Stii ca sunt de neatins n-au ce sa-mi faca
Muie!

Men In Black

I don't have a gang like the block, I have men in black yah
They appear before me, bowing down like to the Antichrist yah
Half of them are pure souls, half are scum
I snort trash rappers, I sneeze them on the floor, hah
I sweep, I sweep with the rags on the floor, I sweep yah
I spit on their grave if they don't rise from the dead
I walk at night with suspicious characters, nobody moves ah
If your demons try it, they will regret it ah
I sit at a table with superiors, I don't give names no
I could stick my dick in your string for trying it ah
I have more than blue blood, I don't fuck with rags no
I drop the gun on the ground, blood flows from my fists yah
Bodies on the ground, blood flowing from their temples

I don't have a gang like the block, I have men in black yah
They appear before me, bowing down like to the Antichrist yah
Half of them are pure souls, half are scum
I snort trash rappers, I sneeze them on the floor, hah
I don't have time to intervene, I send hyenas
I call all the devils to war, veins burst
Don't call 911, bitch
Give it your all, I laugh in your face
I break into your house with a stolen car
I enter your string, you call me "come on"
You spit on my dick in the street
You know I'm untouchable, they can't do anything to me
Bitch!