Lyrics of Artilerie grea - F.Charm, Byga, El Nino

Artilerie grea (original)

Auzi in noapte pwah pwah
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Conectat la mic cu sala, cu pixu si cu coala
Vine din suflet rafala, s-aduc pe pamant Valhalla
Crescut in capitala, unde-n strada este scoala
Calc la pamant pedela, elegant ca-ntr-o Impala
Rup lacate-n capete ca sa scape din tabere
Ca-s ghidate de sarpele care-mi tulbura apele
Dar am armele tapene, la apel sa ma apere
Artilerie din cuget sa te vindece suckere
Aici nu-i El Dorado
Sunt astia care scot arta din caiet dictando
Si ies in prima linie la fel ca Desperado
Baietii sunt poeti cu abilitati comando
Cu picioarele pe pamant cu palmele-n vant batute de viata grea
Sa vindece cu-un cuvant, sunt gata oricand, c-au artilerie grea
Intre mere dulci, sunt o poama acra
Ma separ de turme albe spune-mi oaia neagra
Auzi in noapte pwah pwah
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Byga:
Vin de acolo de unde BMW-ul e-a doua noastra limba
Si ti-am mai zis: E un oras care te schimba
Mai sus de Bulgaria, oltean land Bavaria
Maestre, forte terestre, facem tandari ferestre
Sare Arcu` de Triumf din tobe, când pun vorbe care cad legate
Cad ca bombe… uite-le, cad, elegante, pe note
Tobe, tata, zeama, tobe de Colosseum
Aduc mamutii din nou la viata din Smithsonian Museum
Soare rasare aici din dreapta, dar tot cu Stanga trage
Iar cand ne trage tot pe dreapta, leu' din mine rage
Ca ne survoleaza ceru' in drum spre Deveselu
Se protesteaza cu hash-taguri cand ei vin cu tancuri
Asa ca da-i sa sara tabla, membrana, da-i cat sa duca
Da-i blana ca sa rasune, ori de cate ori te-apuca
Inconjurat de frati de-o viata, (viata) viata de noapte
Scriu cu seva si hranesc inca de la Gloante 7
Auzi in noapte pwah pwah
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
El Nino:
Heyo sa ne-ntelegem sunt un jucator de prima liga
Am grija la ce scot pe gura stiu ca muzica instiga
D-asta zic sa ne simtit ca pe stadion
Noaptea asta-i aia-n care bagam maraton
Fratiorii vor sa vada niste verzisori
Si sirene dezbracate canta de pe norisori
Minorii n-au voie pune mainile la ochi
Am o comoara-n panaloni poate vrei sa o dezgropi
Baga niste ganja sa te linistesti putin
Ca ti-au dat-o la cap doua pahare cu vin
Stai putin sa ne-ntelegem imi place paranghelia
Poate d-asta n-am plecat pan acum din Romania
Recunosc e vina mea, sare-n aer clubu
Clasic si fresh de cartier ca blugii Fubu
Imi place numaru' unu, nu ma judeca
Inca dau cu sete reprezint familia!
Auzi in noapte pwah pwah
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
In fata ta cand ai crezut ca suntem la podea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Astia musca din muzica, se hranesc cu ea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea
Craiova, Bucuresti scot arme de la saltea
Pazea ca vin baietii cu artilerie grea

(translation)

Hear in the night pwah pwah
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
In front of you when you thought we were on the floor
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
They bite into the music, they feed on it
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
Connected to the small with the hall, the pen and the sheet
The gust comes from the heart, Valhalla is brought to earth
Raised in the capital, where the school is on the street
I step on the ground, elegant as an Impala
Locks on their heads to escape the camps
That they are guided by the serpent that disturbed my waters
But I have tap weapons, on call to defend me
Artillery in mind to heal you suckers
This is not El Dorado
These are the ones who take art out of the notebook dictating
And I come out in the front line just like Desperado
The boys are poets with commando skills
With his feet on the ground with his palms in the wind beaten by hard life
To heal with a word, they are ready anytime, because they have heavy artillery
Among sweet apples, they are a sour grape
I separate myself from the white flocks, tell me the black sheep
Hear in the night pwah pwah
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
In front of you when you thought we were on the floor
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
They bite into the music, they feed on it
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
Byga:
I come from where BMW is our second language
And I told you: It's a city that changes you
Above Bulgaria, Oltean land Bavaria
Master, strong earth, we make tandari windows
The Arc de Triomphe jumps out of the drums, when I put words that fall connected
They fall like bombs look at them, they fall, elegant, on notes
Drums, Dad, Juice, Colosseum Drums
I'm bringing mammoths back to life in the Smithsonian Museum
The sun rises here on the right, but still with the left shooting
And when he pulls us to the right, the lion in me rages
As the sky flies over us on the way to Deveselu
They protest with hash tags when they come with tanks
So let him jump the board, the membrane, give him enough to carry
Give him the fur to resonate whenever he grabs you
Surrounded by brothers for a lifetime, (life) night life
I write with sap and I have been feeding it since Bullet 7
Hear in the night pwah pwah
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
In front of you when you thought we were on the floor
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
They bite into the music, they feed on it
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
El Nino:
Let's face it, I'm a first-team player
I care what I put in my mouth I know that music instigates
That's why I say we felt like stadiums
This is the night I was running the marathon
The brothers want to see some greens
And naked mermaids sing from the clouds
Minors are not allowed to put their hands in their eyes
I have a treasure in my pants, maybe you want to dig it up
Put some ganja to calm down a little
That they gave you two glasses of wine
Let's face it, I like paragliding
Maybe that's why I haven't left Romania so far
I admit it's my fault, the club is blowing up
Classic and fresh neighborhood like Fubu jeans
I like number one, don't judge me
I'm still thirsty, I represent the family!
Hear in the night pwah pwah
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
In front of you when you thought we were on the floor
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
They bite into the music, they feed on it
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery
Craiova, Bucharest take weapons out of the mattress
He was guarding the boys with heavy artillery