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This track unleashes a torrent of frustration, targeting a perceived stagnant, corrupt, and oppressive older generation, specifically those associated with communism. The narrator expresses a visceral desire for this older guard to disappear, wishing them dead and buried, to make way for a new era. The lyrics paint a picture of a society where outdated ideologies and corrupt figures, described as "robots" and "boil," continue to exert control, hindering progress and stifling individual freedom. The repeated imagery of death and burial for these figures underscores the depth of the narrator's animosity and their yearning for a complete societal reset. The central tension lies in the clash between the narrator's desire for radical change and the perceived inertia of the established order. The "communists" and "milițieni" are depicted as a persistent, almost viral threat, "contaminating" the present with their outdated ways and corrupt practices. This older generation is accused of clinging to past glories while perpetuating a system that benefits them, leaving younger generations feeling disrespected and trapped. The lyrics convey a powerful sense of generational revolt, a demand for space to forge a new identity free from the perceived failures of the past. The recurring phrase "Yeu, yeu, yeu" functions as a defiant anthem of self-determination, a declaration of individuality against conformity. It's a sound of rebellion, a rejection of the rigid structures and expectations imposed by the older generation. The narrator wants to be a "derbedeu"—a rogue, a scoundrel—on their own terms, not the kind dictated by the old guard. This contrasts sharply with the "order and discipline" the older generation allegedly seeks to impose, highlighting a fundamental ideological divide. The lyrics suggest this generational conflict is deeply personal, fueled by a perceived betrayal and a desperate need for autonomy. Ultimately, the raw, aggressive delivery and confrontational language make these lyrics hit hard by tapping into a deep-seated frustration with systemic corruption and generational stagnation. The vivid, often violent imagery, like wishing for the wish to see enemies "buried, incinerated," coupled with the defiant "yeu yeu yeu," creates a potent expression of anger and a desperate plea for liberation. It's the sound of a generation that feels suffocated by the past and is screaming for the right to define its own future, even if it means embracing a rebellious identity.

Puya & Cedry2k - Rap, România

Yeu yeu yeu

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[Intro: Puya] A vrea s v vd mori, s v aduc flori la morm�nt (ha ha)... N-o s-mi par ru! Pentru toi comunitii tia care tre' s moar-n pula mea, ca noi s trim! (Da da) Ne-am sturat de voi! Nu mai murii, �n pula mea? V-mping eu dac nu... [Strofa 1: Puya] Vreau toi comunitii �ngropai, incinerai L�ng Ceauescu, Elena i ceilali Nu vorbesc de orientare politic, e ru Sunt ca nite roboi, n-au loc �n timpul meu 2009, facei, �n pula mea, loc Generaia noastr nu vrea al 2-lea loc Peste tot m lovesc de ei, �nnebunesc Mai ales c�nd televizorul �l pornesc Domnii compozitori din Brigada Veche: lagrele voastre sunt un stres pentru ureche Va ludai cu succese trecute de mult Atunci c�nd doar pe voi aveam voie s va ascult �i vd �n profesorul din coal Miliieni, de peste tot din ar Ca o boal, ai vrea s contaminai Ordinea i disciplina vrei s-o instaurai Yeu, yeu, yeu [Refren: Puya] Vreau s fiu yeu yeu yeu Un derbedeu, cum vreau yeu yeu yeu Lsi-m s fiu yeu yeu yeu Aa cum vreau yeu yeu yeu Vreau s fiu yeu yeu yeu Un derbedeu, cum vreau yeu yeu yeu Lsi-m s fiu yeu yeu yeu Aa cum vreau yeu yeu yeu [Strofa 2: Puya] Muie miliienilor din poliie! Ce anchete? Au aceleai �nvechite reete �n secii s�nge pe perete Condamnaii sunt la plan Din ce �n ce mai corupi, �n fiecare an Ai 17, prini te vor la coal "Munc-i brar de aur", auzeai odinioar Iei o igar, puin hai Acum platina-i la mod, pe brri de aur eu m pi Orice fish de Mtsari Are studente la combinaie, pe muli bani Tinerii din ziua de azi nu au respect Asta-i locul pe care ni l-ai creat? Perfect! Nu vrem s clcm pe urmele voastre Avem vieile noastre, cu zile nefaste A vrea s vin la-nmorm�ntarea voastr, comunitilor... Adio, bi, securitilor! (Sifoane-mpuite...) [Refren: Puya] Vreau s fiu yeu yeu yeu Un derbedeu, cum vreau yeu yeu yeu Lsi-m s fiu yeu yeu yeu Aa cum vreau yeu yeu yeu Vreau s fiu yeu yeu yeu Un derbedeu, cum vreau yeu yeu yeu Lsi-m s fiu yeu yeu yeu Aa cum vreau yeu yeu yeu [Strofa 3: Cedry2k] Muncind pentru nimic, �n frig i foame �nvei rapid s vezi adevrul critic, coane La 10 oameni de milioane, pe care �i cunosc M lovesc de alte 10 milioane de lighioane, ce se t�rsc Sifoane ce te prsc i dau vina pe ghinioane Doamne, �i ursc c�nd vd pe toi cum vin ispii la comisioane... E cel puin dubios! Cum s nu fii furios P-aceiai trepdui care au chemat minerii? Aceiai celui care cheam hingherii Nu vor rap pe TV, da-i dau numai mizerii Alese, ei tiu dup ce ccat de criterii Ai tunat 30 de ani, comunitilor Mcar acu' tcei �n sloboz, b, muitilor! Facei milioane, dar nu facei un leu C-mi sugei s�ngele, da-v-a s sugei peleu! Eu eu eu eu [Outro: Cedry2k] Vreau s fiu yeu yeu yeu C�t de greau vreau yeu yeu yeu Lsi-m s fiu yeu yeu yeu Sau va luai croeu! (eu eu)

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