Rododendro Lyrics – Giso
Singer: Giso
Title: Rododendro
Com’è, Sleepy?
This sh#t is classic, ah
BloccoRecz, come sempre, boy, ah, yeah
Scrivo barre così non ci penso
Sono pieno di Tequila, almeno non son vuoto dentro
Quando crepo porta un rododendro
Sulla bara del più loyal, del più vero del suo tempo [Ah
Sono un classico come Puccini
I miei fanno pucciotti sciabolando come
Cazzo ridi, boy? Al max siete birichini
Altro che gangsta
[Tel?] in tasca che dà il mal di testa [Ah
Io la tua merda non la raglio
Che se grattassi il muro troverei un po’ meno taglio [Ahahah
Capirai che non mi sbaglio
BloccoRecz, minor cessat ubi maior [Latino, boy
Sono la verità fatta persona
Da ragazzino sognavo un’Impala coi Daytona
Oggi fotte un cazzo, spero che quando schiatto
Sai cos’è? Non sono il boss di niente
Ma ho rispetto della gente, qualche [figa?] sempre
Nella mia città le bestie come l’Allende [Studia
E ciò che sale, prima o dopo scende [Giù, giù
La vita è troia, sì, basta scoparla
Ma per pagarla non ti basta il grano sulla carta [Ah
Sai com’è? Non ci credevo al karma [No
Un altro Gin e poi mi buco il pancreas
E a ‘fanculo i “Bella bro”, “Bella zio”
Che se fossi nato astemio a quest’ora sarei ricco anch’io [Te lo giuro
Santo Dio, non vedi quanto è trash?
Era meglio Spitty Cash, era meglio che [Ah
Ci pensavo quella sera e stavo a Cartagena
Aprivo un bar, pesce buono, sempre, a pranzo e cena [Cazzo
E invece qua consumo carta igienica
A sentire quasi tutto ciò che gira
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Rododendro – English Translation
How is Sleepy?
This sh#t is classic, ah
BlutRecz, as always, Boy, Ah, Yeah
I write bars so I don’t think about it
I’m full of tequila, at least I’m not empty inside
When I crepo wears a rhododendron
On the coffin of the most loyal, the most true of the time of him [ah
I am a classic like Puccini
My mine pucciots sabo as
f#ck laugh, boy? At the max you are a mirror
Other than gangsta
[Tel?] In your pocket giving headache [ah
I don’t mind your sh#t
That if I scratch the wall I would find a little less cut [hahaha
You will understand that I’m not mistaken
BlutRacz, less Cessat Ubi Maior [Latin, Boy
I am the truth made a person
From a boy I dreamed of a house with Daytona
Today f#cking a cock, I hope when I slap
Do you know what is it? They are not the boss of nothing
But do I respect people, some [p#ss#?] Always
In my city the beasts like Allende [studied
And what rises, before or later drops [down, down
Life is sl#t, yes, just f#ck her
But to pay it you don’t just need the grain on paper [ah
You know how? I didn’t believe in karma [no
Another gin and then I hit the pancreas
And to ‘f#ck I “Bella Bro”, “Bella Uncio”
That if you were born astemium at this time I would be rich too [I swear it
Holy God, don’t you see how much it is
It was better spitty cash, it was better than [ah
I thought about that night and I was in Cartagena
I open a bar, goodfish, always, for lunch and dinner [f#ck
And instead eating toilet paper
To feel almost everything you turn
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Lyrics Giso – Rododendro
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