[Hook: Keed]
Baang, Satra makes no differences
Elegant boys, woo, never bitches
We don't judge no one by appearance
Elevated thugs never bitches

[Verse 1: Keed]
Raised in Calarasi, born in Constanta
I'm the most original indian, mexican, gypsy-gypsy, redneck from the city, yeah
Blaow, blaow, blaow, woo, woo
Keep the distance, if I give you my mind, your body will really get out of control
Hey, I didn't read two books, there were three, there was one more with fairytales
And despite that I handle it better than your mom, dad
With all their years of college, stop your seizures
Some fratboys who copied the americans
For others, some revolutionaries
What is clear, is that I finally got
To bring everyone to one place, rappers and normal people

[Hook: Keed]
Baang, Satra makes no differences
Elegant boys, woo, never bitches
We don't judge no one by appearance
Elevated thugs never bitches

[Verse 2: Killa Fonic]
Killa Lama Fina, smooth like your momma's pussy, crow
Ooo, yeah, smoothly, smoothly I kick it with Mary I'm without chains
Fuck the police 'cause I don't dig trenches
I won't fall dead on my knees like a slave
If I come with Satra, I come straight, no blink
My thugs are elevated, no fence
I don't school hoes, I don't a have a state degree
Jesus, Jesus, I dress like The Messiah, no, hahaha, pew
Jesus, Jesus, I dress like The Messiah
I'm not wearing Versace, blood stains on the hoodies
If you're kickin' it like a snitch, I make your momma undress
I give her the salary she gets in 6 months and here you come, bro
I actually wanted unity, hey, loyalty
At 9 years old a dream, I'm in comas, ghosts
And I jump levels with lord flavors which scream has moro, rrr

[Verse 3: Kobe]
How I kick it, phenomenal, magical, magistrally, deadly
Put my flow on the scale, what, what, error?
Pure flow, everything I say represents me
How I kick it, you see it yourself, I kick it straight to the target
These fuckers don't have charm, they can't lie to me
I piss on everything that they're ready to promise
I have talent, dynamite, I beat everyone in a moment
Call the ambulance, I went hard
Who's the kid that blasts in the speakers?
It's me, really, woo, this is what I always wished to be
I have ambition, I have ideas, I have guts, I'm a demi-god
It's not hard for me to break any pattern
Upon your mind I have catastrophic impact
Get outta here if you don't intend to kick it criminal
Kobe, from Kobe Bryant, I know it sounds too shukar
I didn't and I won't catch superstar complexes
Even if I got up there in the end

[Verse 4: NOSFE]
If you hate me so much, bro
Let me make you a fidelity card
Come closer if you wanna fight
And don't shake my hand when you see me if you talk behind my back, awoo
I'm a man turned monster, call me Nosfestein
And I won't be your enemy, that would mean cutting you
I get closer to the rapper, he tells me: "Don't hit!"
I tell him to eat my dick, "Me?", yeah
He prays to me like he does to Buddha
How the fuck would I let him slide, he pissed on all my hard work
I lost so many nights, I won another life
Nosfe, tell 'em: It's night time and in my head there are many scenarios, I'm grossed out
1000 days and nights for pussy and money
Bucale is a movie, it's only for goons
Nosfe and Satra like Super Sayian
The third millenium Balkan revolution

[Verse 5: Super ED]
I woke up in a new Bugatti
This is not my spaceship, beam me up, Scotty
This is my Satra, look how the crackers jump
I make you my pussy from the clitoris to the labia
Ooh, *licking*, these dudes jerk off, I'm a poet like Labis
I don't speak to the guard, I'm a robber with no cop
I'm that big fancy among so many waywards
I'm that goldsmith gypsy among so many racists
Mm, mm, mm, mm, Guta
I'm the biggest lion when I eat cat
Kitty-kitty-kitty, mrr-mrr-mrr
I kick it like I fucked the music in the ass
I untie my shoe 'cause everything works like a knot
My mom, mommy, I swear I won't endure
Dying poor, oh, oh, oh
When the money like me, you enter cardiac arrest
Rrrrrrrr