Lyrics benji price – Trono

Trono Lyrics – benji price

Singer: benji price
Title: Trono

(Hook)
Se a chama concede no sono
Sonhos de sangue e cinza no trono
Vou atiçar o fogo, Benji confinado a afinar o toque

Temem, tou fibrado a assear morgue
Tremem com a firma a confirmar o golpe
Afiar o gume, vim para aviar o óbito
Tive que ativar o dote, afim de cativar o ouvinte

Vou atear o pódio e inseminar ódio no goto desse empinado
Pródigo porte, isto é inato
Tu vê como eu dobro esse aziado
Eles pegam, pregam, pecam no mic

Se é byte ou hype, não sei, isso é tudo stand-up
Boy, tu analisa a lição, catalisa a visão, audição
Disse um, bisam, é repetição, puto sеnta-te
A dica é Sun Tzu, disseram

Do escuro, impuro vim por o assunto sério
No puro um por um, vim duro еnsurdecer
O cocuruto defunto, estéril
Dum mono em fórum estéreo

Eu furo em volume viril, sem modo o comum débil
Engato o ato de embate enfático que incitas
Ataque é tático, ele tá a contar com esse easy buzz
Combate a wata com cara impávida, really cuz?

Liquidas-te quando fazes em frases dum metro
Críticas onde trazes impasses dum metro
Limitas como passos, sem andares um metro?
Criticas expondo asco, cartazes no metro?

(wow) Traça a tua dica, siga, evita, vira a cara
A quem estica a língua, mas se há vintém vira fraca
Mano funny, encara no semblante ânimo
Por dar a cara, tu para a tara, sê blunt para mim

Com a vara ataca sem lata, saca esse blood money
Engraça a casa, tem graça, acaba assinando Sony
Vai propagando pânico, vai assentando caminho
A dica é tar na fita a aliar a guita a sangue banido

Não fica a dar a dica a amar a guita, mano faminto
Só fica a tar aziado, ávido de um ano antigo
Tipo, sê clássico
Não passa do básico âmbito

Hábito invasivo, evocando Pac, é tão cândido nas
Rimas, em caso empancado, traz o teu trágico fado
Traça o passado educado, dá resultado mas
(Hook)

Se a chama concede no sono
Sonhos de sangue e cinza no trono
Vou atiçar o fogo, Benji confinado a afinar o toque
Temem, tou fibrado a assear morgue

Tremem com a firma a confirmar o golpe
Afiar o gume, vim para aviar o óbito
Tive que ativar o dote, afim de cativar o ouvinte
Vou atear o pódio e inseminar ódio no goto desse empinado

Pródigo porte, isto é inato
Tu vê como eu dobro esse aziado
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Trono – English Translation

(Hook)
If the flame grants asleep
Dreams of blood and gray on the throne
I’m going to hit the fire, Benji confined to tuning the touch

Fear, tou fibred to assist morgue
Shake with the firm to confirm the blow
Sharpen the edge, I came to avoid the death
I had to activate the dowry, in order to captivate the listener

I’m going to look at the podium and inseminate hatred in the goto of this steep
Prodigal size, this is innate
You see how I double this shot
They pick up, preach, sin on the mic

If it’s byte or hype, I do not know, that’s all stand-up
Boy, you analyze the lesson, catalyze the vision, hearing
Said one, bisam, is repetition, f#cking me
The tip is Sun Tzu, they said

From the dark, impure I came by the serious matter
In the pure one by one, I came hard еnurnsurdec
The defunct, sterile cocuruto
Of a mono in stereo forum

I hole in virile volume, without the common common
Cool the emphatic clash act that incites
Attack is tactical, he’s counting on this Easy Buzz
Combat wata with impapitive face, really cuz?

Liquidas Te When you are in sentences of a metro
Criticisms where you bring impasses of a metro
Limited as steps, no floors a meter?
Criticism exposing ASCO, posters in the subway?

(wow) Track your tip, follow, avoid, turns to face
To those who stretch their tongue, but if there is vintém vira weak
Funny mano, looks at the countenance mood
For giving the face, you for Tara, be blunt for me

With the stick attacks without can, Saca this Blood Money
Funny the house, it’s funny, it ends up subscribing Sony
It’s spreading panic, it’s going to sit down.
The tip is tar on ribbon to combine guita to banned blood

Do not give the tip to love the guita, hungry hand
It is only the age of an old year
Type, are classic
It is not the basic scope

Invasive habit, evoking CAP, is as Candid in the
Rhymes, in case, brings your tragic fado
Moth the educated past,
(Hook)

If the flame grants asleep
Dreams of blood and gray on the throne
I’m going to hit the fire, Benji confined to tuning the touch
Fear, tou fibred to assist morgue

Shake with the firm to confirm the blow
Sharpen the edge, I came to avoid the death
I had to activate the dowry, in order to captivate the listener
I’m going to look at the podium and inseminate hatred in the goto of this steep

Prodigal size, this is innate
You see how I double this shot
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Lyrics benji price – Trono

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