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[Cheloo & Ombladon Intro]
Lord, give us drugs, vodka, and whores, we'll handle the rest ourselves!
Hahahaha (Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Aha
Paraziții (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
Hey, yo
Straight from the corner of the block (Straight from the corner of the block)
Paraziții
Straight from the corner of the block
2007-2008 (Aha)
Freakadadisk (Aha, yeah, yeah, yeah), Cheloo (Aha, yeah, yeah), Ombladon

[Ombladon Verse 1]
I transmit with pleasure, smelling of strong beer
From the same corner of the block, for quite some time, where
It doesn’t matter if you have money or not
Where the noise of beer caps can be heard, you know it too
Years pass, I don't care, I fill and empty the glass
Anyway "women loves me" like Mărgineanu
Any glass suits me like it's custom-made
Even when I’m drunk, I'm sober
When you're drunk, you're drunk
We have pure thoughts, sitting in filth on crates
In our hospital, it's dirtier than elsewhere on the streets
In a rudimentary system like the Inquisition
We treat the police, the militia, without respect
We like lost nights, bitches
We like sunny days, ATMs
Lying on my back, I surrender to the drug
And I dedicate this ballad from the corner of the block to you
[Ombladon Chorus]
Twenty tons of beer, twenty kilos of hash
Twenty thousand reasons not to let them go
Twenty friends, twenty times more money
Twenty women of twenty years
Twenty tons of beer, twenty kilos of hash
Twenty thousand reasons not to let them go
Twenty friends, twenty times more money
Twenty women of twenty years

[Cheloo Verse 2]
Twenty broken bottles, twenty slapped palms
Twenty fucked and abandoned bitches, tonight
We celebrate twenty houses wiped out
Brother, we don't fake tears with impure tears
Come on, outside, fumando marijuana con Santana
We smoke with the priest and we don't give a fuck about his vestments
We don't believe in Satan, as long as we don’t touch Nirvana
If we get a punch in the face, we don’t scream for mommy
At the block, it's not at all like on TV, we don’t have time for serials
We share a part with wine, with empty hands
You're surrounded by criminal baddies who want you
Is your dick too small to fuck? Rub yourself on the carpet
The grass grows indoors, we have a lot of green in the bedroom
We're not nationalists, we don't give a damn about the tricolor
We spend the money for bread on beer, have you got the idea?
Children grow up on their own, because we don’t live for them
When the glass is full, we drink it to the bottom and break it
We take another smoke to make ourselves wanted
Just one word out of all to reach FM:
We don't have a safety net to fall into
[Ombladon Chorus]
Twenty tons of beer, twenty kilos of hash
Twenty thousand reasons not to let them go
Twenty friends, twenty times more money
Twenty women of twenty years
Twenty tons of beer, twenty kilos of hash
Twenty thousand reasons not to let them go
Twenty friends, twenty times more money
Twenty women of twenty years

[Ombladon Outro]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo