More songs by Dani Faiv
More songs by Chakra
Description
Composer: F.I.D.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Flat, la recco tutta in una
El Chakra es un camiòn de remolque
Eh-ah
Non so
Come si fa, come ti va
M'interessa ben poco
Svuoto la slot, spendo al jackpot
Tanto il flusso mio è non stop
Oggi in un loft, domani boh
Venerdì morto, pronto soccorso
Io non resto con i worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm
Siete tutti worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm
Dopo cottura, tutto in botta sto da Bottura
Sopra l'onda come in Honduras
Il tuo amico dice: "Tortura"
So che quando scopa non dura
Sono troppo in alto, taglio come un macellaio
E la sbatto in casa come si fa con la mayo
Ti metto le palle sopra, segno dromedario
Ogni tredici del mese aspetto due pacchi dal Cairo
Il tuo pianto oggi non ha fatto rumore tipo impianto Dolby
Sai che non ti accorgi, il rap è la mia pecora Dolly
Meglio alla vecchia maniera, mi tengo tutto non a metà
Meglio non ti paragoni, ho preso casa, tu hai preso paura
Se cerchi una storia sicura, non aria fritta, tempura
Se mi tocchi, porto fortuna, uh-ah
Non so
Come si fa, come ti va
M'interessa ben poco
Svuoto la slot, spendo al jackpot
Tanto il flusso mio è non stop
Oggi in un loft, domani boh
Venerdì morto, pronto soccorso
Io non resto con i worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm
Siete tutti worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm, worm
English translation
Flat, I get it all in one
El Chakra is a removal truck
Eh-ah
I don't know
How do you do it, how do you like it
I care very little
I empty the slot, I spend on the jackpot
My flow is non-stop anyway
Today in a loft, tomorrow I don't know
Dead Friday, emergency room
I don't stay with the worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms
You're all worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms
After cooking, everything is fine at Bottura's
Above the wave like in Honduras
Your friend says: "Torture"
I know when he fucks it doesn't last
I'm too high, I cut like a butcher
And I throw it at home like you do with mayo
I put my balls on you, dromedary sign
Every thirteenth of the month I wait for two parcels from Cairo
Your crying today didn't make a Dolby sound
You know you don't realize, rap is my sheep Dolly
Better the old way, I keep everything not by halves
Better not compare yourself, I got a house, you got scared
If you're looking for a safe story, not hot air, tempura
If you touch me, I bring luck, uh-ah
I don't know
How do you do it, how do you like it
I care very little
I empty the slot, I spend on the jackpot
My flow is non-stop anyway
Today in a loft, tomorrow I don't know
Dead Friday, emergency room
I don't stay with the worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms
You're all worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms, worms