Lyrics and translation Rocco Hunt, Clementino, Speaker Cenzou & O Zulu - O' reggae de guagliune

O' reggae de guagliune

Sient o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Pe cchi nun s'accuntent e n vò ascì
Pe cchi sta nott e juorn ind o burdell
E ten a strisc e Gaza ind e cervell
Chist è o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Ce stamm semp accort a polizij
Tant a nuj c'hann fottut pur e suonn
Pecciò alluccam fort senza scuorn
Fratè nun cia faccij chiù, sto perdenn e stiml
Sta vit è comm e na prumess fatt a nu politico
So ann che stong in billic e dong fuoc a sti liric
Zitt, assiem a sti tre mostr sfunnamm stu beat
Quann torn aret e pallazin nun cagn nient
Ann mis e giostr addò primm stevn e serng
Pe chest e veteran rimpiangn l'ann ottant
Mo che o' poter sta ind e banc, sord nir e chiang
O figl e l'avvocat ra gruoss fà l'avvocat
O figl e miezz a strad ra gruoss è pegj ro pat
Emarginat già ro juorn che arrivai ngopp a sta terr
Qual success? Ij vuless ca n foss success nient
Guagliù strignimm e rient, regn sovrano o' caos
Pe tutt o mal ricevut avessa fà n'applaus?
E sti zuzzus s vnnesr e cumpagn
Chist è o reggae de guagliune e mò cantamm
Sient o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Pe cchi nun s'accuntent e n vò ascì
Pe cchi sta nott e juorn ind o burdell
E ten a strisc e Gaza ind e cervell
Chist è o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Ce stamm semp accort a polizij
Tant a nuj c'hann fottut pur e suonn
Pecciò alluccam fort senza scuorn
Police in helicopter, nainanaina
Io fumo marijuana, naiananaina
Policeman in the street, nainanaina
Na iena ka t sbrana, nainanaina
Semp solitarj senza ululat
Pers ind a nu live piens arriv
E faccj si nun sul ululat
A capa sott dirigibile cche cumulat
E sti cannibl s magn l'un cu nat
Cche staj facenn, miezz a nu dissim
Cu nu brivid virl ind o pricl
Simil liric, si sto weed
Sfonn e cap e mort
Ka attuorn sta aggin e spirit
Minim ca te truov aott e ngopp in bilic
Crirm megl cafon ca ridikl
Veg president che figl trentenn angor ngopp a nu tricicl
Ra nola a Secondiglian fin a zon oriental
Direttament re saittell clement de vicl
Rocchi' attacc
Sient o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Pe cchi nun s'accuntent e n vò ascì
Pe cchi sta nott e juorn ind o burdell
E ten a strisc e Gaza ind e cervell
Chist è o reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Ce stamm semp accort a polizij
Tant a nuj c'hann fottut pur e suonn
Pecciò alluccam fort senza scuorn
Welkome to centro
Arrò t par bell a for
Ma fann muort a tutt l'or
Ci vivo dentro ain't port ancor ammor
E mett San Gaetan ind e storj
E o saj buon quand part
O rikiamm a tutt e guagliun fann bo
Pe chi è nat ind e capat e ta crisciut cu nu flow
Ca te pat e ta mbarat tutt chell che e truat
Ngopp a strad ta purtat a mana man a fin e mo
Ogni singl event ma ngap e part ca ment
Pratikament ma sent comm e nà pratica apert
Capit a vot ca sperd ma nun o faccij ka raggij
E stu reggae ke me port a cumpagnij me rà l'agij
E tutt e guagliun s 'mparn ancor primm ke nascn
A campà c vò curagij e a s n ij bast n'attim
Pe komm a vek ij megl a dà nà scoss ind a sta corza
E il risveglio della forza Star Wars
Sient o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Pe cchi nun s'accuntent e n vò ascì
Pe cchi sta nott e juorn ind o burdell
E ten a strisc e Gaza ind e cervell
Chist è o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Ce stamm semp accort a polizij
Tant a nuj c'hann fottut pur e suonn
Pecciò alluccam fort senza scuorn
È la musica che sento nelle cose che vivo
A dettare le parole e per fermarle le scrivo
È la musica che vuole continuare a suonare
È la musica che sento che mi dice cosa fare
È la musica che sento nelle cose che vedo
Me la sento nella testa e mi si ferma il respiro
E la musica diventa tutto quello in cui credo
Ed entrare nel giro mi fa sentire vivo
È la musica che sento nelle cose che tengo
Che ne svela il valore quando al petto le stringo
È la musica che sento, vedo, tocco e che spingo
Sono piene di musica e perciò le distinguo
E la musica che sento tiene quella melodia
Che al contatto col tempo prende vita ed è mia
E ad un tratto la strada prende nuova energia
Chist è o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Sient o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Pe cchi nun s'accuntent e n vò ascì
Pe cchi sta nott e juorn ind o burdell
E ten ten a strisc e Gaza ind e cervell
Chist è o' reggae de guagliune e miezz a vij
Ce stamm semp accort a polizij
Tant a nuj c'hann fottut pur e suonn
Pecciò alluccam fort senza scuorn

The reggae of the guys from the street

Listen to the reggae of the guys from the street
For those who aren't satisfied and don't want to leave
For those who are day and night in the mess
And have the Strip and Gaza in their brains
This is the reggae of the guys from the street
We are always careful of the police
So much so that they even screwed us over the sound
That's why we rave hard without fear
Brother, I can't take it anymore, I'm losing my stimuli
This life is like a promise made to a politician
I've been in the balance for years and I'm setting fire to these lyrics
Shut up, together with these three monsters we're breaking this beat
When I return to the buildings I don't change anything
They put carousels where the bars used to be
That's why the veterans miss the eighties
Now that the power is in the banks, deaf, black and crying
The son of the big lawyer becomes a lawyer
The son of the guy from the street becomes worse than his father
Marginalized from the day I arrived on this earth
What success? I wish there was no success at all
Guys, let's tighten up, chaos reigns supreme
Should I applaud for all the evil I've received?
And these idiots sell themselves as friends
This is the reggae of the guys from the street and now we sing
Listen to the reggae of the guys from the street
For those who aren't satisfied and don't want to leave
For those who are day and night in the mess
And have the Strip and Gaza in their brains
This is the reggae of the guys from the street
We are always careful of the police
So much so that they even screwed us over the sound
That's why we rave hard without fear
Police in helicopter, nainanaina
I smoke marijuana, naiananaina
Policeman in the street, nainanaina
A hyena will tear you apart, nainanaina
Always alone without howling
Lost in a live show, I think I arrived
And I do it if you don't just howl
Head under an airship that accumulates
And these cannibals eat each other with nature
What are you doing, in the middle of a disguise
With a shiver turn in danger
Similar lyrics, yes this is weed
Break your head and die
Here around is the spirit gathering
Least you find yourself eight and up in the balance
Crime better rude than ridiculous
I see a president whose thirty-year-old son is still on a tricycle
From the Secondigliano cloud to the eastern zone
Directly from the satellite Clement of the neighborhood
Rocco attack
Listen to the reggae of the guys from the street
For those who aren't satisfied and don't want to leave
For those who are day and night in the mess
And have the Strip and Gaza in their brains
This is the reggae of the guys from the street
We are always careful of the police
So much so that they even screwed us over the sound
That's why we rave hard without fear
Welcome to the center
Here it looks good from the outside
But they die all the time
I live inside and I haven't brought love yet
And put San Gaetano in the stories
And you know it's good when it leaves
I call on all the guys, they're good
For those who were born in the ends and grew up with a flow
That your father taught you everything he found
On the street he took you hand in hand until now
Every single event but I understand and I leave with my mind
Practically but I feel like an open practice
Sometimes I lose but I don't do it because I'm afraid
And this reggae that takes me to my companions gives me the drive
And all the guys learn even before they are born
To live it takes courage and if it's not enough for them in a moment
To come and see I'd rather give a jolt in this heart
And the awakening of the force Star Wars
Listen to the reggae of the guys from the street
For those who aren't satisfied and don't want to leave
For those who are day and night in the mess
And have the Strip and Gaza in their brains
This is the reggae of the guys from the street
We are always careful of the police
So much so that they even screwed us over the sound
That's why we rave hard without fear
It's the music I hear in the things I live
To dictate the words and to stop them I write them down
It's the music that wants to keep playing
It's the music I hear that tells me what to do
It's the music I hear in the things I see
I hear it in my head and my breath stops
And the music becomes everything I believe in
And getting into the loop makes me feel alive
It's the music I hear in the things I hold
That reveals its value when I hold it to my chest
It's the music I hear, see, touch and push
They are full of music and that's why I distinguish them
And the music I hear has that melody
That in contact with time comes to life and is mine
And suddenly the road takes on new energy
This is the reggae of the guys from the street
Listen to the reggae of the guys from the street
For those who aren't satisfied and don't want to leave
For those who are day and night in the mess
And have the Strip and Gaza in their brains
This is the reggae of the guys from the street
We are always careful of the police
So much so that they even screwed us over the sound
That's why we rave hard without fear