Murder Dance Lyrics – Artie 5ive
Singer: Artie 5ive
Title: Murder Dance
Dicono more money more problemi
Guarda a caso sto cercando proprio quelli
In 4 nella macchina stiamo aspettando gli enemies
Mi trovi con i goblin, pure con i demoni
Faccio gang signs apro l’occhio di Adam 8
Il mio presidente è bianco ma la mia bandana è rossa
Ferrari testarossa, i tuoi amici vanno fuori per la cozza
Morirò sparando sono un soulja
Mi da la testa un boia, spruzzo un cobra, un getto
Volo come con un jet
Sto sparando a raffica mentre sfreccia la macchina, Cayenne
So che non hai visto un serpente in una gabbia
Tommy gun fa ra-ta-ta con le mani in mano
Sempre ferro in tasca, white come un maremmano
Sul petto l’Alaska, suonano i fucili, sembra musica classica
Danza dell’assassino, ballo con la lama
La macchina è veloce non la prendi la targa
Prendilo dai dread dopo spaccagli la faccia
Ah-ah e dopo spaccagli la faccia col ginocchio
Troie ti fanno il malocchio
E sto lontano da loro
Hai loro sotto i piedi, però non stai scavando
Le mani mi sto lavando come Ponzio Pilato
Scava sulla pelle come un callo
E con quel durag, mi sembri un venditore di cammelli
Danza dei soldi, uomo balla coi sogni
Abbiamo i bossoli, problemi e soluzioni come in Kosovo
Bussa alla porta un calibro 12, conti
Dovrai fare i conti coi fantasmi
Trai le tue conclusioni, corri
Muori, oggi o vivi domani yeah
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Murder Dance – English Translation
Said more money more problems
Look at random I’m looking for those
In 4 in the car we are waiting for the aenemies
You are with the Goblin, even with the demons
I do gang signs I open the eye of Adam 8
My president is white but my band is red
Ferrari Testarossa, your friends go out for the mussel
I will die shooting I’m a soulja
I give me a blow, you spray a cobra, a jet
Flight as with a jet
I am shooting in burst as the car climbs, Cayenne
I know you haven’t seen a snake in a cage
Tommy Gun does ra-ta-ta with his hands in his hand
Always iron in your pocket, White like a Maremma
On the chest the Alaska, the rifles play, it looks like classical music
Dance of the murderer, dance with the Lama
The car is fast not to take the license plate
Take it from the drains after splitting your face
Ah-ah and after splitting your face with the knee
sl#ts make you the evil eye
And I’m away from them
You have them under your feet, but you’re not digging
I am washing my hands like Ponzio Pilato
Dig on the skin like a callus
And with that dug, you look like a camel seller
Money dance, man dances with dreams
We have cots, problems and solutions like in Kosovo
He knocks on the door a 12 caliber, accounts
You will have to deal with the ghosts
Take your conclusions, run
Diet, today or live tomorrow Yeah
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Lyrics Artie 5ive – Murder Dance
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