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More songs by Vinz Turner
Description
Vocals: Bl4ir
Lyricist: Simone Scognamiglio
Producer: Vinz Turner
Composer: Vincenzo Pezzella
Instruments: Vinz Turner
Lyrics and translation
Original
'A fortuna nun s'aspetta, 'a fortuna è de chi 'a fa, faccia appesa sotto 'e culanne, ricenne 'o cielo e 'a faana.
Adolescenza spallata, troppi pensiere pe' 'a capa, ma cheste esse 'e pensiere po' m'aggi' accattato 'a casa.
Trase 'ncapo comme 'a femmena ca s'aizz 'o vestito, trase 'ncapo comme 'a droga ca sta dinto 'e festine, trase 'ncapo cu na noveta pe' dichiarà estinto, sempe che tu te 'nguolle, ma simmo gente distinta.
No' carraggio mia na femmena senza tratt 'e piacere, aggio visto chilo 'e robb' e n'aggio mai avuto 'o pensiero.
Nu' tucche 'e pruova cu'mmé e dopo s'addiventa sciemo, pe' chesto si te veco annanze a me, veco nu scemo.
Tutto chello c'aggio fatto l'aggio fatto sulo i' e si tengo nu problema, 'o seco risolve sulo i'.
Nun me serve 'a mani 'e nisciuno, cu'mmé stongo sulo i', nun me riesco a fidà 'e nisciuno, fra', manco 'e llumpe a mi'.
E tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca me vonno fa forte e tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca parlan' ancor, però senza guardà sott' io vago sempe cchiù 'ncopp', nun m'accatto 'o rispetto, m'abbastano 'e parole.
E tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca me vonno fa forte e tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca parlan' ancor, però senza guardà sott' io vago sempe cchiù 'ncopp', nun m'accatto 'o rispetto, m'abbastano 'e parole.
Ca nisciuno se muove esse, mani in aria, inconfondibile è l'odore d''e guai dinto all'aria, tracce 'e proiettile 'int' 'e mezze d''a penitenziaria, parteno 'i flash e vire nero, s'è chiuso 'o sipario.
Guagliune cu 'e cape vacante preparano 'o colpo a banca, nun teneno niente a perdere, Napoli pare Atlanta.
'A voce si vire 'e guardie, palazze comunicante, ca racconte 'na storia 'e chi è caduto e chi comanda.
E stammo chiuso dinto 'a giungla, fratemo è fratemo pe' sempe, ce spartimmo 'o sogno e 'a fantasia, vivo abbuffato 'e merde, spaccano 'e mette nu solo e fanno 'a vita d''e pazienti, nun vulesse mai pruova' chello che siento.
E stammo chiuso dinto 'a giungla, sorde piantate sotto terra, auso investimento e si scavammo è pecché è tiempo 'e guerra.
Scultavano 'e cundanne cu 'e sorde pe' fa' n'impero, si 'ntieno curaggio 'int' 'e cucche che 'e femmene belle.
E tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca me vonno fa forte e tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca parlan' ancor, però senza guardà sott' io vago sempe cchiù 'ncopp', nun m'accatto 'o rispetto, m'abbastano 'e parole.
E tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca me vonno fa forte e tengo attuorno a me nimmen ca parlan' ancor, però senza guardà sott' io vago sempe cchiù 'ncopp', nun m'accatto 'o rispetto, m'abbastano 'e parole.
English translation
'You don't wait for luck, 'luck belongs to those who do it, face hanging under 'and culanne, receive 'o sky and 'a faana.
Busy adolescence, too many thoughts for my head, but these are the thoughts I've been begging for a bit at home.
It's about how a woman wears a dress, it's about how drugs are around and parties, it's about how a novelty person will declare it extinct, as long as you're happy, but we're distinguished people.
No 'wheeling my female without treats' and pleasure, I've seen kilo 'and robb' and I've never had a thought.
Just try it and then you'll become a fool, so that's why you're going to fall for me, you're going to be a fool.
I've done everything I've done on my problem and if I have a problem, I'll solve it with him.
I don't have any use for anyone, because I'm tired of it, I can't trust anyone, bro, I don't even care about it.
And I keep them around me even if they don't want to make me strong and I keep them around me even if they don't even talk anymore, but without looking below I always wander around, I don't accept them or respect them, words are enough for me.
And I keep them around me even if they don't want to make me strong and I keep them around me even if they don't even talk anymore, but without looking below I always wander around, I don't accept them or respect them, words are enough for me.
Nobody moves them, hands in the air, the smell of trouble is unmistakable in the air, traces of bullets and vehicles from the penitentiary, the flashes go off and it turns black, the curtain has closed.
Guagliune with a vacant cape prepare a bank robbery, they have nothing to lose, Naples seems like Atlanta.
'By voice we turn' and guards, communicating buildings, tells a story 'and who has fallen and who is in charge.
And we were closed in the jungle, brother is brother always, we shared the dream and the fantasy, I live stuffed with shit, they break it and put us alone and live the life of patients, you don't ever want to prove what I feel.
And we were closed in the jungle, planted underground, used as an investment and we dug ourselves in because it was time and war.
They sculpted 'and cundanne cu 'e deaf to make an empire, they 'ntieno care 'int' 'and cucks that 'and beautiful women.
And I keep them around me even if they don't want to make me strong and I keep them around me even if they don't even talk anymore, but without looking below I always wander around, I don't accept them or respect them, words are enough for me.
And I keep them around me even if they don't want to make me strong and I keep them around me even if they don't even talk anymore, but without looking below I always wander around, I don't accept them or respect them, words are enough for me.