[Hook: Killa Fonic]
Satra, crow, Benzito gang
Satra in the house, it's not manelito
Satra in the house, give us your son
Satra, crow, Benzito gang

[Verse 1: Killa Fonic]
Where the fuck are the pigs?
Tell 'em, Keed, crow, shoot them, don't stop
Fuck the communists and everything that's grey
Fuck the system, the system gives you vices
They are also the ones that got the illusion of fear in our head
They also cut our ombylycal cord
I remain on the street, thug to death
I remain with my goons and Satra bitches
I remain with those with guts, bro
I remain with my brothers, you're makin' faces, bro
Where the fuck are the, woh, woh?
I wasn't fucking looking for them, crow
I kicked it for those that yap their beaks
And I don't waste the money, I'm not looking for them, I make 'em all year
That's because I'm producing something from the soul, the gift comes
There is room for everyone, but don't touch me, I have a
Achoo, pow, allergy to you, stupid ass

[Verse 2: Super ED]
It's Guta, bruh, from Bercenito
Inside for life, Benzito gang
You also see him solo, Han Solo
To kick it by himself, like Get low-low
Continous pro-progress, woo-woo
Dont't sell your soul, sell your movie, woo-woo
Fill your denim with paper, woo-woo
On the pocket, on the pocket or in, woo-woo-woo
Hey, hey, I'm instigating those kids with keys on the neck
Instead of bling-bling like Lil Wayne's saying
I'm rollin' through Big at Piata Sudului
A.K.A. I don't have gangster dreams, I'm about ideas
Instead of being Milli Vanill' I prefer dying as a child, pow
But until I score I represent Benzito Gang
Your daughter sucks us, your son listens to us

[Hook: Killa Fonic]
Satra, crow, Benzito gang
Satra in the house, it's not manelito
Satra in the house, give us your son
Satra, crow, Benzito gang

[Verse 3: Domnul Udo]
King Kong in the building, Bernabeu, the team
Ah, eat our toughts, ah, I let the number talk
I don't shit myself, since I was little I felt my calling
Lama Fina has a crime barrel, pop-pop-pop-pop
The dumbest action when I can't do it civilised
Even though I tried, the intellect fueled and forged
When in reality I keep the bullets in the bed with me
I'm in a bath robe, badly inhaled, bad in a bath robe
Ho, you only love him when you don't see it's bad
Seek the family, the love grows
I'm putting my safe on the balcony 'cause I don't have a view
You, look at us, take pictures of us, suck us
I don't race with no one, catch up if you can
The system makes you obey, you sigh, obey
But my foe is zero and you can see where he is

[Verse 4: NOSFE]
From the time your mother made your haircut with spit
That's when I landed
Diaguised as a comet, they
Only influenced me, ay
Until I got smarter and I changed
I saw that I was more than they remarked
Ah, and anywhere I went I remarked myself
And now you only say the name and the rest of them shut up
Ah, but I wonder why?
What do we do 'cause it's trouble when Satra dissapears
To make songs and you hope that it dissapears for real
Stop being one of those pussies that wish my bad like a pussy
For real? This piece isn't enough for you, bruh?

[Verse 5: Keed]
I don't want just one piece, give me the whole cake
Boom, boom, I want every, every, everything
Satra Benzito Squad
Yours have gone on the dick like pissing on the fence
You signed a slave contract
'Cause you're awkard and weak 'cause it's hard 'cause you're full of shit
Independent, my life is a chain of risks
In a year I will make a record label
My system, not their law
On my dick, not at their mercy
Let's go, now that we can still change the world
No differences, let's do the fusion
Or not, you, forget it
If I spit you in the pussy you can say that the Turtle Wave hit you
Lots of numbers, Sudoku
Where the fuck are the money that you yap your beak about?

[Hook: Killa Fonic]
Satra, crow, Benzito gang
Satra in the house, it's not manelito
Satra in the house, give us your son
Satra, crow, Benzito gang