(Verse 1) Yo, it's Umbrella Real, got that navalha flavor, Rolling in the streets, chasing dreams, never waiver, Fifty euros in my pocket, grindin' for the paper, From the struggle to the hustle, life's my generator. (Chorus) Umbrella Real, slicing through the rain, Fifty euros on my mind, chasing fortune, not the fame, In the game of life, I play my own lane, Navalha sharp, cutting through the pain. (Verse 2) City lights shining, dreams illuminating, Every obstacle faced, I keep elevating, Umbrella in the storm, guiding my way, Fifty euros turning dreams into a brighter day. (Chorus) Umbrella Real, slicing through the rain, Fifty euros on my mind, chasing fortune, not the fame, In the game of life, I play my own lane, Navalha sharp, cutting through the pain. (Bridge) From the streets to the beats, I rise above, Umbrella Real, spreading wisdom, spreading love, Money in my pocket, but my heart's the treasure trove, Fifty euros, just a symbol of the journey I've trod. (Verse 3) Navalha in my hand, cutting through the struggle, Fifty euros earned, not just a bundle, Every rhyme I spit, a piece of my hustle, Umbrella Real, in the rap game, I'm the muscle. (Chorus) Umbrella Real, slicing through the rain, Fifty euros on my mind, chasing fortune, not the fame, In the game of life, I play my own lane, Navalha sharp, cutting through the pain. (Outro) Umbrella Real, signing off, but I'll be back, Fifty euros richer, on this lyrical track, Through the storm and the struggle, I stay on track, Navalha in hand, ain't no looking back.