Lyrics of Din 94 - Deliric, Mike Diamondz

Din 94 (original)

Ai rime de toată jena
Flow de toată mila
Baiatu' ăsta-i fantastic, palalila
Te-ntreb «common dava»
Hai bagă bila, finuț din '94
Când purtam doar Fila
În '97 umpleam bardai fila
Alt fraier, fum voiam pe radio
Ăștia aveau bardai bila
În '99, descărcam vrajeala, îți prosteam copila
Stăteam în garsonieră, ziceam c-am bardai vila
Scoteam tutunul din țigară, n-aveam foițe
În '01 am descoperit OCB, o ce fițe!
Tagam cu CB, BAPE și BROKE
Dădeam din cap cu Sleek pe Mc Karaoke
Ne-am prins că loc e și pentru noi
Facem Records a prins coi
VD pune pe piață volumul 2
'02, copii atomici, plini de secrete
Mergeam la Urban Records cu beat-uri pe dischete
Scuipam în țeavă, da' cu sete
Scuipam lavă, către cete
Da' cu ochii stau pe fete, sa le scot din blugi și ghete
Facem chete, ardem verde
Arde-o bine, altfel da-te-n pula mea
Baga vin, hai mi-e sete
Bagă fin, altfel etete la el
Dă-l în moropel, morocaru' chel
Bag-n el, ia-l pe miel, bagă Del
Bagă Del, bagă Del, bagă
Bagă Del, bagă Del, bagă
Let me be what I wanna be
(What I wanna be)
You just see what I wanna you to see
(You see what I wanna you to see)
Now I got get back on the road
(Back on the road)
I got get back on the road
I got go
(I gotta)
În '03, zero lei, zero stres
Bag un vers, bag si V pe sub fes, bag pe şes
Bag sub dres, mâini pe craci, bag și sex
Bag și ies, bag si nes, sa țintesc
Bag si exam, stres puțin de înțeles
Încă stau cu mama
Am pâine dimineața
Am și Rama
Am și zeama la prânz
Am și dama pe fus
Am și faima în plus
Doar cu caimacu-s dus
Dar CTC prezintă
CTC pe țeavă de flintă
Pe fundație, pe plintă
Pân' te urca pe pereți
4 băieți petrecăreți la Ota la Well
Pe piese, îți dau hep, ești blat ca un crap
Blat ca un blat la PizzaHut
Nu prea umblat, mult prea umflat
Plat ca un blat, fus înrolat
Ești inutil, sunt ostil, dau cu stil, sunt umil
Scuip debil, ăsta-i Del, las-o chill
'04, Original Verde
0.9 în cântar, 0.1 se pierde, '05 se vede
Hai ca scoatem albumul, mă jur că-i dam drumul
Dificultăți tehnice pe țeavă, e tunu'
Let me be what I wanna be
(What I wanna be)
You just see what I wanna you to see
(You see what I wanna you to see)
Now I got get back on the road
(Back on the road)
I gotta get back on the road
I gotta go
(I gotta)
Abia în '06 concert de lansare
Bat țara de-a lungul
Constanța- Baia-Mare
Bag stare, susținut de mișcare
Bag bere, mâncare
Bag mâna-n buzunare, bani n-are
'07 plec de-acasa
Mă cert c-un tovarăș bun, am inima ruptă, sufletul varză
Plus că-i foame de bani, fac 25 de ani
Mă tripez pe muncă, trag tare
Bag cârcă, bag beat-uri grele
Fac feat-uri cele, care-n '08 îi fac pe toți să strige
Jupitere ai ucis melodia
Da' mi-e foame, unde-i banu'?
Dă-mi simbria, uite fanu', n-are mia
E de-nțeles, așa e glia
Pun stop un pic, m-angajez în agenție
Nu e timp de nimic, da' vine cash-u-n plic
'09 îmi dau demisia
Las' ca mă ține epifiza
Servit criza
Am tupeu' de-a miza
Ca bine o sa fie, ce văd pe strada pun pe hârtie
Jegoși cu cap de porc, «Demoncrație»
'10 îi «Scăpat de sub control», cu tot cu DOC, cu Boc
'11, albumul Del în stoc
Let me be what I wanna be
(What I wanna be)
You just see what I wanna you to see
(You see what I wanna you to see)
Now I got get back on the road
(Back on the road)
I got get back on the road
I got go
(I gotta)
Yeah, I gotta go
Ladies and gentlemens, I gotta go
I got so much buissness to do right now
Start to make that dollar, dollar, dollar
Cuz I need
You know what I am saying?
Whoever wants to follow me, follow me
It will be plenty for everybody
But I gotta go now

(translation)

You have all the embarrassment
Flow of all mercy
This boy is fantastic, palalila
I ask you "common dava"
Come on in, take a look and enjoy yourself!
When I was just wearing Fila
In '97 I was filling the bardai tab
Another sucker, I wanted smoke on the radio
They had ball bards
In '99, I was downloading the spell, I was fooling your child
I was sitting in the studio, saying I was breaking into the villa
I took the tobacco out of my cigarette, I had no sheets
In '01 I discovered OCB, oh my gosh!
We tagged CB, BAPE and BROKE
I was nodding at Sleek on Mc Karaoke
We realized that there is room for us too
We make records to catch with
VD launches Volume 2
'02, atomic children, full of secrets
I was going to Urban Records with beats on floppy disks
I was spitting in the pipe, but thirsty
I was spitting lava at the crowds
But I keep an eye on the girls, to take them out of their jeans and boots
We make chete, we burn green
Burn it well, or fuck me
Come on, I'm thirsty
Put it in, otherwise it will stick to it
Put him in a moropel, bald morocaru
Put him in, take the lamb, put in Del
Put it in, put it in, put it in
Put it in, put it in, put it in
Let me be what I want to be
(What I want to be)
You just see what I want you to see
(You see what I want you to see)
Now I got to get back on the road
(Back on the road)
I got to get back on the road
I got go
(I gotta)
In '03, zero lei, zero stress
I put a verse, I put V under the fez, I put on the plain
I put under my tights, I put my hands on my legs, I put on my sex
I go in and out, I go in and out, to aim
Bag and exam, little understood stress
I'm still with my mother
I have bread in the morning
I also have Rama
I also have the juice for lunch
I also have the lady on the spindle
I have extra fame
I only went with the caimacu
But the CTC presents
CTC on shotgun barrel
On the foundation, on the baseboard
Until you climb the walls
4 boys partying at Ota la Well
On the tracks, I give you hep, you're a carp-like countertop
Countertop like a countertop at PizzaHut
Not too swollen, too swollen
Flat as a countertop, spindle rolled
You are useless, I am hostile, I give style, I am humble
Weak spit, that's Del, let her chill
'04, Original Green
0.9 in the scales, 0.1 is lost, '05 is seen
Let's get the album out, I swear we'll let it go
Technical difficulties on the pipe, it's cannon
Let me be what I want to be
(What I want to be)
You just see what I want you to see
(You see what I want you to see)
Now I got to get back on the road
(Back on the road)
I gotta get back on the road
I gotta go
(I gotta)
Only in '06 launch concert
I beat the country along
Constanța- Baia-Mare
I'm in a state of motion, sustained by movement
I put beer, food
I put my hand in my pockets, he has no money
'07 I'm leaving home
I argue with a good comrade, I have a broken heart, a broken soul
Plus he's hungry for money, I'm 25 years old
I'm tripping over work, I'm shooting hard
I put a load, I put heavy beats
I do the feats, which in '08 make everyone shout
Jupiter killed the song
Yes, I'm hungry, where's the money?
Give me the simbria, look fan, it's not mine
Of course, that's the way it is
I stop for a while, I get hired by the agency
It's not time for anything, but cash is coming in an envelope
'09 I resign
Let the epiphysis hold me
Served the crisis
I have the guts to bet
As good as it gets, what I see on the street I put on paper
Dirty Pig Head, Demonstration
'10 "Out of control" with DOC, Boc
'11, Del album in stock
Let me be what I want to be
(What I want to be)
You just see what I want you to see
(You see what I want you to see)
Now I got to get back on the road
(Back on the road)
I got to get back on the road
I got go
(I gotta)
Yeah, I gotta go
Ladies and gentlemen, I gotta go
I got so much buissness to do right now
Start to make that dollar, dollar, dollar
Cuz I need
You know what I am saying?
Whoever wants to follow me, follow me
It will be plenty for everybody
But I gotta go now