333 Lyrics – AVAN GRA
Singer: AVAN GRA
Title: 333
Absorvo a sala enquanto faço fumo
Viajo fundo, chão vibra, aumenta o volume
Farto de falar merda, está na hora de ires a coisas importantes
Tipo que era dantes, acordar gigantes
Cansei de gravar no quarto, saí de casa, fui para a serra
Narrador, histórias acabam sempre na miséria
A história é eterna
Manos correm contigo só para te passar a perna
Cada kick, cada beat, cada manha dessa sh#t
Seja em Marte ou na é p’a foder essa
Rappers já não rimam, só se promovem
Manos não querem skills, querem modas
Eu faço som da máfia, não faço som de amasso
Quem [faça do que?] o prato
Sem pеnsar ser comprado sai forçado
Eu curto choppar o compasso
Pôr entre o stеreo e o drip do meu traço, mano
Estereótipos desgraçam-me
Todos somos abençoados
Retribui a quem te inspira ser, valoriza o teu poder
Quem mais controla energia, absorver o real revólver
É procurares-te num estado
Esperança pólvora
Própria, em prol do bem aceita
Criança ingénua eterna queria dançar ao ritmo do mar
No chão da tua verdade
Dás por ti confuso
Vamos até ao teu bar
Com os bolsos bem cheios de incerteza
Ouvi dizer que tem perto da porta
À flor da pele serve luz
Não há quantia capaz de nos fazer pagar
Rapazes bazaram a correr
É difícil perceber as evidências
Equalize as frequências
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333 – English Translation
I absorb the room while I smoke
Travel Background, Floor Vibrates, Increases Volume
Tired of talking sh#t, it’s time to go to important things
Type that was before, wake up giants
I’m tired of recording in the room, I left home, went to the mountain
Narrator, stories always end in misery
The story is eternal
Manos run with you just to pass your leg
Each kick, each beat, every morning of this sh#t
Whether on Mars or NA is to f#ck this
Rappers no longer rhyme, only promote
Manos do not want skills, they want fashions
I make sound of the mafia, I do not do kind of kneading
Who [do from what?] The dish
Without pinsar be bought out forced
I short choppar the compass
Put between the stеree and the drip of my dash, mano
Stereotypes disgrace me
We are all blessed
Reciprocate to those who inspire you to be, values your power
Who else controls energy, absorbing the real revolver
It is to seek yourself in a state
Gunpowder
Own, for the good accepted
Eternal naive child wanted to dance to the rhythm of the sea
On the floor of your truth
You’re confused
Let’s go to your bar.
With the pockets well full of uncertainty
I heard you have near the door
Skin flower serves light
There is no amount capable of making us pay
Boys bazeard running
It is difficult to perceive the evidence
Equalize frequencies
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Lyrics AVAN GRA – 333
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