Текст и перевод песни Rakova - Minţi bolnave (feat. Instabil Lexic)

Minţi bolnave (feat. Instabil Lexic)

Ies din oras ca sa vad stelele
Aerul parca imi alimenteaza catrenele
Diavolu' stie sa joace carti
Joaca mai multe parti
Il caut pe Mesia pe strazi, nu apare
Aud imnul vietii
Pe un vinil stricat
Aroma batranetii
Il gasesti pe Treispe nicaieri
Cand am lexic instabil
Stau cu Instabil Lexic, doar ca sa zic
Comportamentul omului e unul ciudat
I-e frica de singuratate,
Se lupta incivil cu tot ce e uman
E o carte deschisa
Cu o istorie compromisa
Descrisa doar din avamposturi
Intrebandu-ma care e costu'
Sa produci rau necesar
Si de fapt care e rostu'
A se da vina pe diavol oricand si oricum
Ca oricum eu nu inteleg
Iau o lupa, privesc viitoru' si ma fac profet

Sunt mai rau ca diavolu', tine minte
Te iei dupa ambalaj, te fac din cuvinte
Am atatea tinte ce nu au scapare
Astia cer mila si ci fratioare
Sunt mai rau ca diavolu', tine minte
Te iei dupa ambalaj, te fac din cuvinte
Am atatea tinte ce nu au scapare
Astia cer mila si ci fratioare

Nu fa manele din vorbele mele
Ca yo's ala ce te lasa cu sechele
Ca Sechelariu, jucam pe Lia Manoliu
Te fac din scheme, provoc eczeme
Versuri fara rost, o ard anost
Nu fii ta cu mine ca nu's prost
Adu' banii traiti-ar familia
Ca ma duc la puscarie dac'o ard ca-n Sicilia
Si stii ca pot, ca-mi permit
Ms pe libertate... e doar un mit
Hai sa-ti spun eu, zdreanta, ca m-ai enervat
Ca pe din p-n pul'ai decolat
In viata dai de zdrente, tarfe pe fata
Astia cer bani ca n-au ce pune pe masa
Ruleta-i hoata, te trage-n teapa
Baiatu-i geniu, te arde, dar nu te-ngroapa

Sunt mai rau ca diavolu', tine minte
Te iei dupa ambalaj, te fac din cuvinte
Am atatea tinte ce nu au scapare
Astia cer mila si ci fratioare
Sunt mai rau ca diavolu', tine minte
Te iei dupa ambalaj, te fac din cuvinte
Am atatea tinte ce nu au scapare
Astia cer mila si ci fratioare

"Insta, m-au dat ai mei afar' din casa
Primeste-ma la tine" in mortii tai, n-aveam ce pune pe masa
Si tot te-am ajutat, dar trecem peste
Ca pentru ma-ta, eu sunt cel mai bun peste
Se spune ca razbunarea-i arma prostului
Ok, sunt cel mai prost om de pe suprafata pamantului
Am atata ura-n minte, te desfigurez din cuvinte
N-am nevoie de flinte, tinte, de-aia stai cuminte
Ma uit la tine linistit, astept sa te descompui
Cu un sfert de neuron tu nu poti des sa compui
Si n-o arde la modu' ca's o gluma proasta
Ca uitandu-ma la sor'ta. ma cam lasa masca

Sick Minds (feat. Unstable Lexicon)

I leave the city to see the stars
The air seems to fuel my quatrains
The devil knows how to play cards
He plays multiple roles
I'm looking for the Messiah on the streets, he doesn't appear
I hear the anthem of life
On a broken vinyl
The aroma of old age
You can't find Thirteen anywhere
When I have an unstable lexicon
I hang out with Unstable Lexicon, just to say
Human behavior is strange
He's afraid of loneliness,
He fights uncivilly with everything human
He's an open book
With a compromised history
Described only from outposts
Wondering what the cost is
To produce necessary evil
And actually what's the point
To blame the devil whenever and however
'Cause anyway I don't understand
I take a magnifying glass, I look at the future and I become a prophet

I'm worse than the devil, remember
You go after the packaging, I make you out of words
I have so many targets that have no escape
These guys beg for mercy, bro
I'm worse than the devil, remember
You go after the packaging, I make you out of words
I have so many targets that have no escape
These guys beg for mercy, bro

Don't make manele out of my words
Because I'm the one who leaves you with sequels
Like Sechelariu, we play on Lia Manoliu
I make you out of schemes, I provoke eczema
Meaningless lyrics, I'm boring
Don't be stupid with me, 'cause I'm not stupid
Bring the money, bless your family
Because I'm going to jail if I act like I'm in Sicily
And you know I can, I can afford it
Ms. Freedom... it's just a myth
Let me tell you, rag, you pissed me off
Like you took off from the ground up
In life you meet rags, whores on the face
These guys ask for money like they have nothing to put on the table
Roulette is a thief, it shoots you in the head
The boy is a genius, he burns you, but he doesn't bury you

I'm worse than the devil, remember
You go after the packaging, I make you out of words
I have so many targets that have no escape
These guys beg for mercy, bro
I'm worse than the devil, remember
You go after the packaging, I make you out of words
I have so many targets that have no escape
These guys beg for mercy, bro

"Insta, my folks kicked me out of the house
Take me in" to your dead, I had nothing to put on the table
And I still helped you, but let's move on
Because for your mom, I'm the best fish
It is said that revenge is the weapon of the fool
Ok, I'm the stupidest person on the face of the earth
I have so much hate in my mind, I'll disfigure you with words
I don't need rifles, targets, that's why you stay put
I look at you calmly, I wait for you to decompose
With a quarter of a neuron you can't often compose
And it doesn't burn like I'm a bad joke
That looking at fate, it leaves me speechless