£’ultim0 £up¥n Lyrics – Rober il Direttore
Singer: Rober il Direttore
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Sueños de millones y millones de sueños en cajas de madera
Jaguares y panteras, Persa es la seda. Lujos y palmeras
Sin ser Antonio mi apellido es mi bandera
Monardo Makiabello, Ahora la vieja escuela es mi cantera
Calzo unas Carrera y sin carrera
Ah. Yo sé que esto te flipa nena
Quando te lo faccio in italiano penso che la vita e bella
Sueño Gucci sweaters y playas de Ipanema
Esa lágrima sobre el billete pintó una acuarela
Pureza es mi madre metiendo un romero en mi cartera
Escribo esto el año que se fue el mejor rapero sin cadenas
I just wanna feel better
Orgullosos de que no acabase allí en la trena
De la calle aprendí que después del rapeo’ se dedica el tema
Ya no sé si es normal que tras esa punta me la pida entera
He pasao’ tantos años solo
Que he aprendido a dar valor incluso a los Jackson Pollok
Mi vida dividida en varios tomos
Caras de criminal y trajes a medida. Mayordomos
Estamos hartos de ese arroz malo
Así que píllame rayando parmigiano sobre la garófalo
Tengo mi música on n on around tha world
Dalla Giralda al Duomo. Escala en Do Mayor
Word. Noi sapiam’ di drugdealing
De Ferraris descapotables y Martinis
Yo soy un verdadero G, no lo que sale por el tele…
Monardo Rockefeller. Yo valgo lo que debes
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Rober il Direttore - Para¥$0£d¥
ФОГЕЛЬ - ВСЕ ИЛИ НИЧЕГО
£’ultim0 £up¥n – English Translation
Dreams of millions and millions of dreams in wooden boxes
Jaguars and Panthers, Persian is silk. Luxuries and palm trees
Without being Antonio my last name is my flag
Mononardo Makiaber, now the old school is my quarry
Flow some race and without career
Ah. I know that this flips you
When faccio in Italiano thought che la vita e bella
Dream Gucci Sweaters and Ipanema beaches
That tear on the ticket painted a watercolor
Purity is my mother getting a rosemary in my wallet
I write this the year the best rapper without chains
I Just Wanna Feel Better
Proud that it did not end there in the trana
From the street I learned that after the rape ‘the subject is dedicated
I no longer know if it is normal that after that tip I ask for the whole
I have spent so many years alone
That I have learned to give value even to the Jackson Pollok
My life divided into several volumes
Criminal faces and custom suits. Butlers
We are fed up with that bad rice
So Píllame Rayando Parmigiano on La Garófalo
I have my music on n on aond tha world
Dalla Giralda to Duomo. Scale in MAJOR
Word NOI SAPIAM ‘DU DRUGDEALING
De Ferraris convertibles and Martinis
I am a real g, not what comes out on TV …
Mononardo Rockefeller. I am worth what you owe
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