Lyrics To The Death - Neffa

Things now go as races oh hell what a race is?
Engages my phases on multiple stages
We run in the pages for ages how age
She was when our rage was shot for my phrases
Sort alike a million deadly, steadily, readily
Talking in your chest so the blood runs fresh
Was straight in your artery when was still a part of me
I need a heart, i need a heart, I need desire give me a strategy
It sums my love, my life, my pay, my strive
My girl and my wife so ain't thrown left and right
My figure's trying to shake i'm wiggle n' i'm speakin'
I'm making it down
I hope my croak is good for broken crocus smoke another sound
It's hard to whose figure's bigger than my baby's figure
So i figure that i do how do you then nigga
Sparing upon my songs my songs
I gotta chose that's the instructions to demon

To to the the death that's Our Armageddon
To the end of voice's freedom

Questo è dedicato ad ogni fiacco MC
Tipico finto, cacioso baduì
Persi dall'artefice del non ve n'è, riconosci Snef
Se spunta quel qui chi c'è
Quando smisto, freestyle di bella
Ti rimando a scuola col microfono nella cartella
Stilo, Dopa al chilo, quando sfilo
Nessuno può negare che vi ho il pelo
I Messaggeri col vocabolo
Non si tocca, non si ciuccia
Sta a cuccia, tu sei il diavolo
E come sopra suona bene chico, yo
È serio più di un tot
Profondo come Jacques Costeau nell'oceano
E dal momento che mi alleno
È garantito non mi puoi tirare scemo
Quindi levati dal palco mo' è meglio che scendi
Sfida 'sto guaglione le mazzate che prendi
Chico Snef, uhh, bella lì
Sentimi sul loop yes, yes, ah oui oui
Suddito del Funk ciciuì, e mo' lo sai
Sopra questo beat da crociera, vai
Quando vez smazzo il meglio l'emcici piange
Definisco il suono di un guaglione, spinge
Io rimo a 30mila volts se tocchi muori
Pace al mio guaglione Phase, e vado fuori

Twenty-four of little middle fan of Skizo
On town spoke from all around
Park or soil even more than defoe
Hip hop objection ambition against contain this motherfucker
Is on the number one eliminator when in drama for the suckers
A drama supernatural bring power scientifically what you stage
I bless your fucking ass
Since more of us survive the suicide on my mind just to blind
To blind and see the devil was behind me
He knows all where to find me he see the motherfuckers on my soul
So i'm living in a black hole
Stricly hip hop business connection to the bone
Knocking niggas out sendin' punk ass...
Now i can you wanna take a deep breath
1996 back in studio with my man Snefs
Flowing like the ocean
Unbelievable sensation comes on your system
Ready come the system