Paroles et traduction MV Killa - Niente a vedè

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Guardem stong ca annanz
Te fiss e n′acal a cap
(E' fumamm ngap!)
Me pav cu ′nciarm ca pal
Sto sperann ca ma cav!
Stessem megl si dessen 'o ganz
Na voce, na chance
Cchiu post e fatic, nu poc e speranz
Na sost e na vit, già me ven l'ansia
Vuo fa o boss, vuo fa o guapp?
Ma nun si Genny, nun si ′O Track
Ca fore, se more, è na guerr che fierr
Tu scinn ca ′nterr e te fann e pacc
Da n'uocchij ′a barracc, sta sott attacc
Nun te dong corda si no t'attacc
Ra-ta-ta-ta, chest è Art-Attack
Tu tien a chiav, e si a chiav e l′acqua
Simm e pedin e chi mov e scacc
Tu tien a chiav, e si a chiav e l'acqua
Simm e pedin e chi mov e scacc

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Tu crir che joc, frà lievt a loc
Ma arò t′abbij?
Teng a music, l'ever e a zona mij
Tu nun ce puo trasì
Nu waglion ca abbasc se ver chius
N′at se vott frà a pigl e piett
Mis e strett ca si costrett
Part ro funn pe tuccà a vetta
Tu jett a pret e po annascunn a man?
Nuje selvagg, tu a preda, fuje int a savana
Sunnann Cuba o Copacabana
Tienet e scus, e puos e denar
Chist appezzott e 'o ffa par-par
Ess me vo, nun ce ne po, me ten car-car
Sti rapper e merd vonn fa a gar
Par ′O Giuseppone fann e tuff a mar!
Faticamm pe ce da na svolta
E si pur n'arriv frà che ce vuo fa?
Mett l′anema e o core int a chell che scriv
Ma 'e vot me ferm, e ce pens Ma!
E vot me ferm, e ce pens ma.
E vot me ferm, e ce pens ma.
Mett l'anema e ′o core int a chell che scriv
Ma e vot me ferm e ce pens ma:

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Nothing to See

Look straight ahead
I'll stare at you and nod my head
(It's so damn cold!)
Let me take a seat because I'm pale
I hope I'll make it out!
We'd be better off if we gave everything
A voice, a chance
More posts and labor, a little and hope
A livelihood and a life, I'm already getting anxious
You want to be the boss, the tough guy?
But you're not Genny, you're not ′O Track
Because outside, if you die, it's a bloody war
You get in the ground and they'll make you pay
From an eye in the slum, it's under attack
Don't give you rope or I'll attack you
Ra-ta-ta-ta, this is Art-Attack
You hold the key, and you're the key and the water
We're the pawns and those who move and checkmate
You hold the key, and you're the key and the water
We're the pawns and those who move and checkmate

I don't see nothing
I don't see nothing
I don't see nothing, nothing
I don't see nothing

You think you're playing, bro, get your act together
But where do you get it from?
I have the music, the flow, and my neighborhood
You can't get in there
A kid who grows up and sees more
Another one turns away and takes a beating
Close and narrow, you're forced
Set off from the bottom to reach the top
Do you throw stones and then hide your hand?
We're wild, you're the prey, escape into the savannah
We ring like Cuba or Copacabana
Take the excuses, the possibilities, and the money
This world makes it go round and round
I want to be me, I can't help it, it drives me crazy
These rapper and crap wanna compete
For ′O Giuseppone they do cannonballs in the sea!
We work hard to make a change
And if we don't make it, bro, what can we do?
Put my soul and heart into what I write
But sometimes I stop, and I think, But!
And sometimes I stop, and I think, but.
And sometimes I stop, and I think, but.
Put your soul and heart into what you write
But and sometimes I stop and think but:

I don't see nothing
I don't see nothing
I don't see nothing, nothing
I don't see nothing