Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Focuri, artist - Parazitii. Date of issue: 25.07.2002
Song language: Romanian
In Focuri(original) |
| Vin binedispus de la o inmormantare de lesbiene |
| Unde mai devreme m-am intins la bere |
| Va abordez diplomatic, esti antipatic |
| Pula mea, n-am ajuns un clasic |
| Sunt nascut in zodia in care-a murit de ras jigodia |
| Sunt un meloman care-ti prezinta melodia |
| Caut senzatii in fumuri mult prea tari, sa moara fapta |
| Unde ma toarna ziua, ma prinde noaptea |
| Te provoc, trage daca te tenteaza |
| Vei fi unul dintre noi care palmat fumeaza |
| Sistematic sparg petreceri comuniste |
| De cand traseistele au devenit artiste |
| Tuturor celor cu un mare creier in minus |
| Le doresc un elegant penis captivus |
| Vreau sa vad acum doar partea frumoasa |
| Mainile in aer care inca fumeaza |
| Daca cineva intreaba, o ard in focuri |
| 002, doar alcool, sex, droguri |
| Un gram de creier sau un gram de marfa pura |
| Viata iese din pizda, dar se duce pe pula, ai |
| Subsemnatul Ombladon declar |
| Jur sa spun adevarul si numai adevarul in declaratia asta macar |
| Cand ma-ntalnesc cu garda in fiecare zi |
| Imi ascund in ghete pastilele de Extasy |
| Femeia sa-mi ia banii face apel la sex-appeal |
| N-am bani la mine pentru ca n-am multi de fel |
| Ridic cuvantul pentru pigmei prea sus |
| Plus pentru toti rapperi care de mult in jos s-au dus |
| Vad ca multi alerga dupa bani cu tupeu |
| Ce pula mea, proastelor, pula are alt gust intr-un BMW-u? |
| E greu, a fost mereu, dar nu ca azi |
| 50% canta, 50%-s bodyguarzi |
| E super iarba |
| M-am dedublat, vorbesc cu mine |
| Liber pe strada, tre' sa trag, ruleaza-o bine |
| Nimeni nu te prinde, aprinde-o, arde-o |
| Dracu o ia… |
| Nu ma numar printre cei ce dau in paranoia |
| Stau retras in transa, atras de vinul ars ramas |
| In sticla de Jack Daniels fals |
| Stau pe-un nor si cant la harpa fredonand un hit |
| Zic Cheloo, Ombladon, Freakka Da Disk, Rebel Music |
| Fetele ard, joint-ul arde, totul arde |
| Bag termometru-n cana, hmm, prea multe grade |
| Umbla vorba ca-mi terorizez femeia |
| Am dubla personalitate si-o dezvolt pe-a treia |
| Sunt anti-vedeta perfect promovata |
| Sistemul de valori n-am sa mi-l schimb niciodata |
| (translation) |
| I come from a lesbian funeral |
| Where earlier I lay down for beer |
| I approach you diplomatically, you are unfriendly |
| My dick, I'm not a classic |
| I was born in the zodiac in which the scoundrel died laughing |
| I'm a music lover who introduces you to the song |
| I'm looking for sensations in too much smoke, for the deed to die |
| Where my day throws me, it catches me at night |
| I challenge you, shoot if it tempts you |
| You will be one of us who smokes |
| I systematically break up communist parties |
| Ever since trackwomen became artists |
| To all those with a big brain minus |
| I wish them an elegant captivus penis |
| I just want to see the beautiful part now |
| Hands still smoking |
| If anyone asks, I'll burn it |
| 002, only alcohol, sex, drugs |
| One gram of brain or one gram of pure goods |
| Life comes out of the pussy, but it goes on the dick, you have |
| I, the undersigned Ombladon, declare |
| I swear to tell the truth and only the truth in this statement at least |
| When I meet the guard every day |
| I hide my Extasy pills in my boots |
| The woman to take my money appeals to sex appeal |
| I don't have money because I don't have many |
| I'm raising the word for pygmies too high |
| Plus for all the rappers who have long since gone down |
| I see that many are chasing money with courage |
| What the fuck does my dick taste like in a BMW? |
| It's hard, it's always been, but not like today |
| 50% sing, 50% bodyguards |
| It's super grass |
| I've doubled down, I'm talking to myself |
| Free on the street, I have to shoot, run well |
| Nobody catches you, light it, burn it |
| Fuck her |
| I am not one of those who are paranoid |
| I stand back in a trance, drawn to the remaining burnt wine |
| In fake Jack Daniels bottle |
| I sit on a cloud and play the harp humming a hit |
| Zic Cheloo, Ombladon, Freakka Da Disk, Rebel Music |
| The girls are burning, the joint is burning, everything is burning |
| I put the thermometer in the cup, hmm, too many degrees |
| Rumor has it that I'm terrorizing my wife |
| I have a double personality and I develop the third one |
| I'm a perfectly promoted anti-star |
| I will never change my value system |