Lyrics Nex Cassel - Flavio Domiziano

Flavio Domiziano Lyrics – Nex Cassel

Singer: Nex Cassel
Title: Flavio Domiziano

War
It’s a music war
Xe ben o no, Craim?
Pare

Io credo ai miracoli perché ne ho fatto tanti (Vez)
Perché è già un miracolo che non sparo a ‘sti babbi (Prrah, prrah)
Sono il figlio di Dio, rappo i suoi comandamenti (Amen)
Ho crimini al microfono e Craim sopra i Technics (DJ Craim)

Li appendo per asciugarli, li stendo per poi tirarli
Pare porto danni pure senza porto d’armi
In certe strade metti quell’anello in tasca (Metti via)
Alle nostre serate sei come l’agnello a Pasqua (Ah-ah)

So stare sul palco come stare per strada
Quando passo, lascio ghiaccio, butta sale per strada (Sono fresco)
Pare, cazzi tuoi, io non starei con quella troia (Eh)
Pare, affari tuoi, io non starei con quella suora (b#tch)

Sono giù con la Zulu, love, peace and unity
Ma non faccio rap, faccio fare messe funebri (Prrah)
I rapper italiani se ne vanno se iniziamo (Guerrieri)
Ammazzo ‘sti cristiani come Flavio Domiziano

Chiedilo a chi al live sabato c’era (Chiedilo)
Non faccio rap ma stragi del sabato sera (Ah-ah)
A fine serata siamo pronti per la paga (〈.?.〉)
Fotti con la Costa, poi non muori di vecchiaia (Prrah, prrah)

Chiedilo a chi al live sabato c’era (Chiedilo)
Non faccio rap ma stragi del sabato sera (Eh)
A fine serata siamo pronti per la paga (Fora i schei)
Fotti con la Costa, poi non muori di vecchiaia (Ti ammazziamo)

Io giro in bermuda, ma addosso non ho poco (Ho tutto)
Mangio carne cruda, ma, se voglio, vi do fuoco (All’istante)
Sei steso al primo round se io scendo in guerra
Sono fresco e underground, te sei freddo sottoterra (Sei freddo)

Io non racconto storie neanche se racconto storie
Se non voglio litigare, è perché addosso c’ho le cose (Ho tutto)
Non sono nessuno, ma col rap faccio brutto (Faccio male)
Non ti entro in culo, io ti faccio un altro buco (Shh)

Amari come il caffè, ma non siamo corretti
Io faccio colazione mentre in testa hai i cornetti (Ah-ah)
Tu i filmini con le checche, io c’ho i figli sulle tette (Splash)
Tu per strada c’hai gli amici, io i cecchini sopra i tetti (Prrah)

Perché mi rilasso solo quando accanto ho tette (Baby)
Mi sento realizzato solo quando ammazzo un rapper (Guerrieri)
Voglio presentarlo, il suo nome è “Acciaio Inox” (Zan, zan)
E, se non ti ammazzo, è perché a te ti mangio vivo (〈.?.〉)

War
It’s a music war
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Flavio Domiziano – English Translation

War
It’s a Music War
Xe well or no, craim?
It seems

I believe in miracles because I have made many (vez)
Because it is already a miracle that I don’t shoot in sti Babbi (prrah, prrah)
I am the Son of God, rappa his commandments (amen)
I have crimes on the microphone and Craim above the Technics (DJ Craim)

I hang them to dry them, I spread them and then pull them
It seems I carry damage even without port of arms
In certain roads put that ring in your pocket (put away)
At our evenings you are like the lamb at Easter (ah-ah)

I can be on stage how to stay on the street
When I pass, I leave ice, I throw salt on the street (I’m fresh)
It seems, your cocks, I would not be with that sl#t (eh)
It seems, your business, I would not be with that nun (b#tch)

They are down with the Zulu, Love, Peace and Unity
But I don’t rap, I make funeral masses (prrah)
The Italian rappers leave if we start (warriors)
I kill the Christians like Flavio Domitian

Ask him who to live on Saturday was there (ask him)
I don’t rap but Saturday night massacres (ah-ah)
At the end of the evening we are ready for the wage (〈〈〈〈〉)
Fotti with the coast, then I don’t die of old age (Prrah, Prrah)

Ask him who to live on Saturday was there (ask him)
I don’t rap but Saturday night massacres (eh)
At the end of the evening we are ready for the wage (Fora the Schei)
Fotti with the coast, then do not die of old age (we kill you)

I go around in Bermuda, but I don’t have little on (I have everything)
I eat raw meat, but, if I want, I give you fire (instantly)
You are lying in the first round if I go down to war
I’m fresh and underground, you are cold underground (you are cold)

I don’t tell stories even if I tell stories
If I don’t want to fight, it’s because I have things on me (I have everything)
I’m nobody, but I do badly with rap (I hurt)
I don’t go into the #ss, I make you another hole (ShH)

Bitters like coffee, but we are not corrected
I have breakfast while in your head you have croissants (ah-ah)
You movies with the chetes, I have children on the b##bs (splash)
You on the street you have friends, I snipers over the roofs (prrah)

Because I relax only when I have b##bs next to it (baby)
I feel made only when I kill a rapper (warriors)
I want to present it, his name is “Stainless steel” (Zan, Zan)
And if I don’t kill you, it’s because I eat you alive (〈〈.?〉)

War
It’s a Music War
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Lyrics Nex Cassel – Flavio Domiziano

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