Co’Sang – Int ’o Rione (English Translation) – Genius English Translations (Testo)
Testo Co’Sang – Int ’o Rione (English Translation) Genius English Translations Ecco il Testo Co’Sang – Int ’o Rione (English Translation) Genius English Translations, la nuova canzone di Genius English Translations. Leggi il testo completo e scopri il significato delle parole. 1 ContributorTranslations [Verse 1: Ntò] Yeah . . . outside, cars are smoking from their hoods First I work the microphone Great things to those who try The sluts to those who find them Luchè produces And in these bars, the poor and the infamous days that make you move If one is from the ward, he is dressed well The wife spends and fucks the guy who sells In the ward, you don’t know who is true I offer you a haircut, then I rob you He trembles as he clutches the iron [gun], he has the shadow in his head Brothers against brothers You put your hand on your forehead But you have to raise another Like the head of he who brings the news [??] This lame world doesn’t get the best of us [Verse 2: Luchè] Throw the water because the air is full of rage The brothers are in chains And life passes before your eyes as you flee, bro And I’m just here mixing coffee and milk, cappuccino Women laugh and my head does not walk [??] I grew up with those who do wheelies and shift gears with their hands Always designer clothes, no need for fathers And now (and now) You see us in cars with wheels bigger than our heads And they pretend not to look at us But I’m not the classic kid from Napoli Who after hearing D’Alessio sheds tears from his eyes I disgust them all and all the coke they pull [snort] . . . . . at weddings I was there when art was killed I represent the real life That one with his hands on the railings Where pleasure is measured in stripes Admiration for those who are rich without risk The street as inspiration for making records [Chorus: Ntò & Luchè] You can find us in the ward I’m not feeling well, mamma What’s happening to me? My brothers still smoke And in our bars, the revolution This is the new sound You know it’s malammore [bad love] You can find us in the ward I’m not feeling well, mamma What’s happening to me? My brothers still smoke And in our bars, the revolution This is the new sound You know it’s malammore [bad love] [Verse 3: Luchè] Here we match the belt with the 921 [a Beretta] The cell phones are ringing 40-year old faces drop at the cost And you can see it under the eyes, stuff digs [Hollow eyes = bags under the eyes; describing faces that exhibit the cost of the hard life] The road has given another test And it doesn’t seem strange to us And hand in hand with our children They become men before they grow up And you know this goes to Cerozzo [Ciro?] Now I’m here with phone in hand Waiting for the blood to evaporate Watching the stories come in And all my brothers First they hang [?] and then die and burn And meanwhile, our rhymes play And they send 1500 more policemen at us (Shit) And they don’t even stop one of us Because hunger screams Shirtless, I know that peace is a utopia That’s why I bring rage to the street That’s why the tarantella eat my face And I’m not tired And the more they give me the more I take [Verse 4: Ntó & Luchè] Envy gnaws and medicine is music What do you say? I grow muscles and veins and load [get jacked?] without tobacco Without a hug I make her wet Children become men with full pockets Those here know what it is Anyone who wants to be from here shows us how fucked up he is Copy the accent of public housing With other consonants and other vowels You feel bad after 8 bottles Our German people want the best Little plastic bags filled with money Good guys [They fuck the false heads of State but without fireworks??] Everything is OK, today life is costly They see you elegant They hate you [literally: they hold you in their throat] They are ridiculous, I don’t say their names I communicate, I don’t judge Love is the only thing that still smells And gets lost in the ward, bro [Chorus: Ntò & Luchè] You can find us in the ward I’m not feeling well, mamma What’s happening to me? My brothers still smoke And in our bars, the revolution This is the new sound You know it’s malammore [bad love] You can find us in the ward I’m not feeling well, mamma What’s happening to me? My brothers still smoke And in our bars, the revolution This is the new sound You know it’s malammore [bad love] You can find us in the ward I’m not feeling well, mamma What’s happening to me? My brothers still smoke And in our bars, the revolution This is the new sound You know it’s malammore [bad love] You can find us in the ward I’m not feeling well, mamma What’s happening to me? My brothers still smoke And in our bars, the revolution This is the new sound You know it’s malammore [bad love]
Luchè – E’ Sord – Genius English Translations (Testo)
Testo Luchè – E’ Sord Genius English Translations Ecco il Testo Luchè – E’ Sord Genius English Translations, la nuova canzone di Genius English Translations. Leggi il testo completo e scopri il significato delle parole. 1 ContributorTranslations [Chorus] Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got [Verse 2] Yeah yeah . . . on Sunday I sit down and count the money from the weekend I bet on Napoli and I applaud even if they lose If faith were sold, I think I would have become a priest And if I call you God, it is because I want you with me I'm from Naples, and I don't play nice with anyone I shoot them in the head because they have a closed mind If money is a fault, I have all the faults in the world If money is a vice, it is always better than smoking I have never hit a girl She started counting the money and made a purple face I only like them if they have a big ass That if I lift her skirt, I can hide under it If they say you've made a lot, it's because they want the rest But I'd rather throw it away than to leave them a piece They said they do it better than me, that they have more flow But I don't even know who I am, I only know one thing, it’s this here [Chorus] Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got [Bridge] If they brag to you, say, "you don't have a penny" If he's stupid with the girl, say, "you don't have a penny” If he goes out with a big car, say, "you don't have a penny" You made a gold record, but you don't have a penny, bro! [Chorus] Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money Around here, we make the money, the money I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got
Sfera Ebbasta – Equilibrio (English Translation) – Genius English Translations (Testo)
Testo Sfera Ebbasta – Equilibrio (English Translation) Genius English Translations Ecco il Testo Sfera Ebbasta – Equilibrio (English Translation) Genius English Translations, la nuova canzone di Genius English Translations. Leggi il testo completo e scopri il significato delle parole. Translations [Chorus] And I'm in balance, eh! Between who wants the best for me and who rows to let me fall Between a girl that I love and two hundred that I fuck without even feeling pleasure On a shoulder the hell of who have seen the true life On the other God prays that I'll be back everytime i go out in the night In total balance [Verse 2] The rhymes I write The life I live My friends are out The grams, than pounds, than kilos Than out with the album, than out of troubles The half of the ones I have seen The half of the ones you know (The ones you know, yes, the ones you know) Hate and love, and I'm in the middle I often wish I were somewhere else But the lights of my city Now seem to compose my name And I was just looking for my place in the world I was looking for myself, I looked hidden The rhymes on the sheet, the rage, the pride The jealousy in the eyes of the ones I had near me Life that is giving me back what it took from me Fans that love me, they take photos The others look at me wrong She shouts at me that I'm an asshole I'm in balance I'm in balance I'm in balance [Outro] They diss Sfera, they hate Sfera Than they copy Sfera, nice mood I come from nothing without be pathetic Me and all my friends are another scene You can talk good, you can talk bad Maybe isn't worth, isn't worth for you We are future and present Because of a past of hunger and thirst
Marracash – SPORT – I muscoli (English Translation) – Genius English Translations (Testo)
Testo Marracash – SPORT – I muscoli (English Translation) Genius English Translations Ecco il Testo Marracash – SPORT – I muscoli (English Translation) Genius English Translations, la nuova canzone di Genius English Translations. Leggi il testo completo e scopri il significato delle parole. Marracash – SPORT – I muscoli (English Translation) [Chorus: Marracash & Luchè] Bro, you know, my driving is a sport, your girl is a sport Don’t be a G or a Don because it’s not your sport My LV and GT is a sport Let's play a different sport if I am on the beat I kill for sport (run bro) Sport (every day) I kill for sport (run bro) Sport [Verse 2: Luchè] Now I am in Champions (hey), but I aim for first place (ok) She tells me: “for you, I would jump from the Grand Canyon”, oh gosh, I don’t even know her I open my arms, but then I move (ah) The haters are out of shape (ok) They have something to say about my accent (ehi) They lent my style (ehi) Bro, if you kill me we are even (uoh) I don’t trust you if you tell me “Trust me” (no) My bros run like in the Olympics (ok) My checks are like fliers I fucked her until the taxi arrived I need to do slalom between these hoes Who says around that I am the father El president of this championship I have a groupie team, they get on well Every week is fashion week I dethatch myself from the scene like Brexit For you, it’s the most beautiful like Jolie But I let me go like Brad Pitt I bet during the day and night On ants with crooked legs On the fat people that lose the subway And on the hoes that run after me I have Napoli training in my garden I have your favorite rapper in the rifle sight Out of the core, in my pocket, I have 10 golden soccer balls She thought she was at the stadium, it was my walk-in wardrobe, ehi [Chorus: Marracash & Luchè] Bro, you know, my driving is a sport, your girl is a sport Don’t be a G or a Don because it’s not your sport My LV and GT is a sport Let's play a different sport if I am on the beat I kill for sport (run bro) Sport (every day) I kill for sport (run bro) Sport