[Hook: Killa 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: Killa Fonic]
Two oldschool thots, I'm fucking them in Tommy Hilfiger socks
They keep mispronouncing my name, but they tell me that I'm cool and fuck a lot and make my syrup in the bottle
Fill it, mami, fill it to soothe me
Go, go, Lama, do it in rhymes
Mami tells me that I'm doing it good
Ho, praise me well
Satra thug 'til I'm burying myself, you fucked up
Satra thug 'til I'm burying myself, you fucked 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 kills 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: Killa 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 jewel 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 fuck 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, Kill Bill
The playground is my second home
Let's play or get the fuck 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