Frankie (Ah!)
Mikron (Ah!)
You know wassup! (Woo!)
Giuro non sai quanti ne ho visti
Di falsi artisti (Hey!)
Fanno le star ma poi per strada
Chi li ha mai visti (Ah!)
Fra questi badano alla moda
Ma mica ai dischi (Hey!)
In questa merda io ci credo
Loro ateisti (Woo!)
Sei solo un pagliaccio e pare
Che è meglio se lasci stare (Ah!)
Sta roba non la puoi fare
Quei testi fanno cagare (b#tch!)
Ho ascoltato il disco e pare
Che Il nesso è sempre banale (Yeah!)
Sintassi da elementare
Dislessico funzionale (Ah-ah-ah)
Poche parole
Sempre le stessе (Hey!)
Quattro storielle da p#ss# dеpresse (Uh!)
Liriche vuote
Frasi sconnesse (Hey!)
Quattro cazzate che dicono niente
Vuoi fare rap? (Tu vuoi fare rap?)
Ma non sei portato! (Nah!)
Frankie dalla strada
For the rap soldato come Joe Cassano (Woo!)
Giuro non sai quanti ne ho visti
Di falsi artisti (Hey!)
Fanno le star ma poi per strada
Chi li ha mai visti (Ah!)
Fra questi badano alla moda
Ma mica ai dischi (Hey!)
In questa merda io ci credo
Loro ateisti (f#ck!)
Tu, 610
Come il programma in radio
Cresciuto con l’hardcore
E i borghetti allo stadio
In un tempo di meme e disagio (Ah!)
Mik diventa un sicario (Woo!)
Preferisco Den Harrow al penaro (Ah!)
Che copia un altro penaro
Non sono storie per gli homies
Ma Instagram stories
Con Frankie lezioni
A ‘sti alunni cazzoni
Di rime migliori
Qui giù non ne trovi (No!)
Da rapper ignoti
Che in strada poi ignori (Chi?!)
36 anni e non mollo (Ah!)
Ogni mia strofa
È un quadro di Pollock
Io Hip Hop fino al midollo
Tu trap king con l’ottone al collo
Quindi ti schivo bambino
Pasteggio con vino
E aspiro mentre ti rovino (Pow!)
Giuro non sai quanti ne ho visti (Hey!)
Di falsi artisti
Fanno le star ma poi per strada (Woo!)
Chi li ha mai visti (Chi li ha mai visti?)
Fra questi badano alla moda
Ma mica ai dischi (Hey!)
In questa merda io ci credo
Loro ateisti (Woo!)
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Frank Ame – Fiori
Frank Ame – Feeling
Giuro Lyrics English
Frankie (Ah!)
Mikron (Ah!)
You Know Wassup! (Woo!)
I swear you don’t know how many I have seen
Of false artists (hey!)
They make stars but then on the street
Who has ever seen them (ah!)
Among these trendy badass
But not to the records (hey!)
In this sh#t I believe it
Their atheists (Woo!)
You are just a clown and it seems
That is better if you leave it alone (Ah!)
This stuff you can’t do it
Those texts sh#t (b#tch!)
I listened to the record and it seems
That the link is always trivial (Yeah!)
Elementary syntax
Functional dyslexic (ah-ah-ah)
Few words
Always the stessica (hey!)
Four stories from p#ss# Domen (Uh!)
Empty lyrics
Discounted phrases (hey!)
Four b#llsh#t that say nothing
Do you want to rap? (Do you want to rap?)
But you’re not brought! (Nah!)
Frankie from the street
For the rap soldier like Joe Cassano (Woo!)
I swear you don’t know how many I have seen
Of false artists (hey!)
They make stars but then on the street
Who has ever seen them (ah!)
Among these trendy badass
But not to the records (hey!)
In this sh#t I believe it
Their atheists (f#ck!)
You, 610
Like the program on the radio
Raised with the hardcore
And the bourgeois at the stadium
In a time of meme and discomfort (ah!)
Mik becomes a cing (Woo!)
I prefer Den Harrow to the Penaro (Ah!)
Who copy another penar
They are not stories for h#momies
But Instagram Stories
With Frankie lessons
A ‘sti pupils c#ck
Better rhymes
Down here you don’t find it (no!)
By unknown rappers
That then I ignore (who?!)
36 years old and I don’t give up (ah!)
Every my verse
It is a painting by Pollock
I hip hop up to the marrow
Tu trat King with brass around the neck
So you f#ck you a child
Pastage with wine
And aspiring as you ruin you (power!)
I swear you don’t know how many I have seen (hey!)
Of false artists
They make stars but then on the street (woo!)
Who has ever seen them (who has ever seen them?)
Among these trendy badass
But not to the records (hey!)
In this sh#t I believe it
Their atheists (Woo!)
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Frank Ame Lyrics – Giuro