Lyrics Keed & Super ED – Contract

Contract Lyrics – Keed & Super ED

Singer: Keed & Super ED
Title: Contract

Nu cedez la presiuni, îmi bag pula într-un contract
Ce-i cu procentele alea coaie, ești bolnav?
Nu cedez la presiuni, îmi bag pula într-un contract
Arta mea-i de prețuit, eu nu sunt de cumpărat

Ce-i cu procentele alea coaie, ești bolnav?
M-ai câștigat la pufuleți, arăt a sclav?
Okay, în industria asta de căcat
Ce-ai reușit să construiești de-apreciat

Da’ fii echitabil coaie, nu mai fi cârnat
Că nu-i normal să ai doar tu de câștigat
Ăsta nu e bussiness, deja e sclavagism mascat
Metoda ta de-a face treaba pute egalizat

Tu vrei numai să faci japcă, tu nu ești calificat
Știi doar să bagi frica-n oameni, d-asta nu ești respectat
Și pe ăștia care nu au vrut și te-am refuzat
Și n-ai reușit să ne bagi cu tine-n pat

Ți-ai luat-o personal, ți-ai dat-o nasol, nasol
Intimidare, minciună, manipulare, monopol
Nu cedez la presiuni, îmi bag pula într-un contract
Arta mea-i de prețuit, eu nu sunt de cumpărat

Ce-i cu procentele alea coaie, ești bolnav?
M-ai câștigat la pufuleți, arăt a sclav?
Ca să-l semnezi pe Cătălin (Cătă), costă mult ca Messi (Mult)
Târfo tu vrei să mă arzi, ca pe Michael Gibson

Târfo sunt un talent uriaș, târfo sunt de neegalat
Târfo nu-i măcar nici despre bani, târfo arta-i de neevaluat
Înțelege în morții tăi că nu-s unul din artiștii tăi
Că-nțeleg tot ce scrie pe foi, că mă piș pe avocații tăi

Înțelege în pula mea că-nțelegem tot ce vrei să faci
Că pute, că mănânci mult câcat, te ciripesc pizdele, ești pa (Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa)
Nu m-aleargă nimenea, ești praf
Nu leg singur bandana în cap

O leg în față, ca Pac (2Pac)
Vine ziua-n care-o să cazi, o să fiu acolo s-aplaud
Nu cedez la presiuni, îmi bag pula într-un contract
Arta mea-i de prețuit, eu nu sunt de cumpărat

Ce-i cu procentele alea coaie, ești bolnav?
M-ai câștigat la pufuleți, arăt a sclav?
Nu cedez la presiuni, îmi bag pula într-un contract
Arta mea-i de prețuit, eu nu sunt de cumpărat

Ce-i cu procentele alea coaie, ești bolnav?
M-ai câștigat la pufuleți, arăt a sclav?
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Contract – English Translation

I do not give up on pressure, I put my dick in a contract
What’s with those percentages, are you sick?
I do not give up on pressure, I put my dick in a contract
My art is worthy, I am not to buy

What’s with those percentages, are you sick?
You won me in the puffs, I look like a slave?
Okay, in this sh#t industry
What did you manage to build upstanding

Yes’ be fair to bead, no longer be sausage
That it is not normal to have only you to win
This is not bussiness, already masked slave
Your method of doing the job can equalize

You just want to do japca, you are not qualified
You just know how to put fear in people, that’s not respected
And those who did not want and refused you
And you couldn’t put us with you in bed

You took it personally, you gave it to you, crap
Intimidation, lie, manipulation, monopoly
I do not give up on pressure, I put my dick in a contract
My art is worthy, I am not to buy

What’s with those percentages, are you sick?
You won me in the puffs, I look like a slave?
To sign Cătălin (Cata), it costs a lot as Messi (much)
Târfo You want to burn me, like Michael Gibson

Târfo are a huge talent, the beads are unmatched
Târfo is not even about money, Târfo’s art to be evaluated
Understand in your death that they are not one of your artists
That I understand everything that writes on sheets, that I piss on your lawyers

Understands in my dick that we understand everything you want to do
That you can, that you eat a lot, I chirp your pizzas, you are pa (pa, pa, pa, pa, pa)
No one is me, you are dusty
I do not tie the bandana alone in the head

A tie in front, as a Pac (2pac)
The day is coming in which you will fall, I will be there
I do not give up on pressure, I put my dick in a contract
My art is worthy, I am not to buy

What’s with those percentages, are you sick?
You won me in the puffs, I look like a slave?
I do not give up on pressure, I put my dick in a contract
My art is worthy, I am not to buy

What’s with those percentages, are you sick?
You won me in the puffs, I look like a slave?
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Lyrics Keed & Super ED – Contract

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