A new hip hop… Easter song is taking social media by storm these days. The reason for his song "Stone" with the title "Erten Paska" which started from Tik Tok and within just a few days it managed to become viral and enter as a background in almost every Easter video these days.
Listen to it:
stones https://www.tiktok.com/@wazgucci
Prod. by Young Rossy
Mix & Master by Young Rossy –
https://www.instagram.com/young.rossy/
Lyrics:
Erten Paska, I'm going down Akaji
To throw my gun so that water gets into the gutter
I drink zivana, damn the pharmacy
Festive mood, big mustache
I'm waiting for the operation to finish
To go with the bed to fall as the saying goes
Sunday dawns and the mass begins
I turn the tide, I roll the pass
I always play alone on the field
In the stadium of Hellenism, I will raise a cup
Nice transfer, I'm raising the level
Change is coming, the future is clouded
I scratch my ear with the xaerfo
My yarn goes like the wind
In the chariot race I come forward
Overtake like Hamilton
In the end I catch the praise
Jai cups that ebony
I'm dreaming up zivanes to celebrate
I'm going crazy now
Bring the plate full of food
I'm sticking my gun in motion
I'm doing everything to make journo regret it
Boiled satji pitta
I'm keeping an orphan
Have a glass of wine
I eat kapal like the pit
Let my cheek swell
- Come Paska, I'm coming down Akaji
To throw my gun so that water gets into the gutter
I drink zivana, damn the pharmacy
Festive mood, big mustache
Outside the church I chant Christ is Risen
My chakras can be heard all the way to Budapest
The lamprey got away with the fire extinguisher
I invite the guilty jay to put turpentine on him
Bring lime, plastering the wall
I cough every day like a chronic smoker
I grab my gun to tell her a verse
But he turns off my phone, I hear the sound of the treila
In the games of Akadziou, I play doubles
I took it down and put a ring on it
It's like eating grass every day
Where the hell am I buying 3A cauliflower?
Trembling the earth passes, wazgucci general
I am the first son of a Levento mother
In the musupette team I am the leader
I'm putting a gun to the test, it's going up in smoke
I smell people I'm eating the quiver
To take off the glasses in front of three meters
Like Ozil, I shoot accurate crosses
Daddy with the nets I'm upsetting the platform
Rialia, I want to take care of myself
In the fields of Akatziou, I plant turnips
Christ is risen, I mean Siappania
I master the dances, I dance with t'alania
- Come Paska, I'm coming down Akaji
To throw my gun so that water gets into the gutter
I drink zivana, damn the pharmacy
Festive mood, big mustache