Super ED - Bernabeu (English Version) lyrics

[Hook: k**a Fonic] My thugs don't just speak tough Hola, player, you burned yourself, we're baking you I have my team like on Bernabeu We're rollin' on the segway in the industry, we're turning it around My thugs don't just speak tough Hola, player, you burned yourself, we're baking you I have my team like on Bernabeu We're rollin' on the segway in the industry, we're turning it around [Verse 1: k**a Fonic] Two oldschool thots, I'm f**ing them in Tommy Hilfiger socks They keep mispronouncing my name, but they tell me that I'm cool and f** a lot and make my syrup in the bottle Fill it, mami, fill it to soothe me Go, go, Lama, do it with rhymes Mami tells me that I'm doing it good Ho, praise me well Satra thug 'til I'm burying myself, you f**ed up Satra thug 'til I'm burying myself, you f**ed up Benzito, Benzito, Benzito, ho, ay, ay Affiliated with thugs from Bucharest, ay If I make a phone call, a stadium comes Like my gallery in Ploiesti, go, crow I started from the ghetto and slums, crow I got to do, really, everything I wished, crow [Verse 2: NOSFE] Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, Satra comes, boo, boo, boo Nosfe with the Ark on the wave, wave, wave Crow with London, take it, take it, take it Skinny with Egypt, hmm, hmm, hmm Guta and the Spaceships, ooh, ooh, ooh Lu-K Beats, oh nooo These dudes are climbing on the industry, we deserve to have a statue Blaow, blaow, the thug inside you jumps if you're hard Don't hide if you like it, don't be afraid To do what I'm doing, I lost a summer After the spring tour, "Condiments" are sprinkling The people startle when they see me, there, on the show And I'm not going to the gym, but I'm swelling when one comes up And k**s this crow, crow, crow, crow, crow, crow, crow, crow Crow vibe of mine I'm making pilaff out of them, call me Uncle B.E.N.Z Please don't ask me what B.E.N.Z. means If you don't have that hundred thousand euros We already said in interviews ourselves One more time I'm making pilaff out of them, call me Uncle B.E.N.Z Please don't ask me what B.E.N.Z. means If you don't have the hundred thousand euros We already said in interviews ourselves Peace [Hook: k**a Fonic] My thugs don't just speak tough Hola, player, you burned yourself, we're baking you I have my team like on Bernabeu We're rollin' on the segway in the industry, we're turning it around My thugs don't just speak tough Hola, player, you burned yourself, we're baking you I have my team like on Bernabeu We're rollin' on the segway in the industry, we're turning it around [Verse 3: Super ED] I've become known even by that mother of yours Gypsy j**el dealer which listens to manele One because my name is what my name is And two because I really sing manele If you wanna know about my team It's in the world from which Pelé came We're Real like Madrid, HALA We don't have time, we don't have time The only time we have is for the time that makes mula Ouch, ouch, my little Satra is troublesome All the adversaries want us to have a bad time Because our game is on other levels Ha, ha, ha, take a look, how bizzare This freak with the Bercenary flow is I don't know his name, but I know he is from Satra And he says in a song to "has" his "car" He's rollin' on the segway, through Timpuri Noi With a Big Crow, brother with two others and a Big Redneck Blessed, excellent, B.E.N.Z We wear B.E.N.Z., we piss B.E.N.Z We f** B.E.N.Z., we smoke B.E.N.Z., we breathe B.E.N.Z O.$.O.D. 2, you touch it, watch out, hands [Verse 4: Keed] Imagine a pharoah in a snow white t-shirt Crow head instead of wolf head Instead of crampons, heel shoes Too G, trim, flavorous From head to toe, immaculate Clean slate, iluminated thug, I'm way too advanced Yeah, I know you're mad that I don't ignore, but help The cheaters, the dumb and the blind Amen, in the name of the Holy Crow-nity Do yourself a favor and get rid of the torment You're hurting yourself, we're not hurting you Necrophile like Ill Bill, you think you're a shark? I'm frying you like in the movie, k** Bill The playground is my second home Let's play or get the f** outta here Walk away and give up your place if you're overwhelmed These dudes carried me to the throne on their backs I'm feeling like what I am, a champion I'm Hagi, you're Sânmartean I'm playing on Bernabeu, you're playing on The National