Paroles et traduction Noyz Narcos - Sotto Indagine

Sotto Indagine

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Vuoi sapè che mi passa quando metto rabbia e sangue
Tra cassa e rullante nella casa ho le finestre in fiamme
Via della perdizione altero la percezione
Sono fuori senza giaccone sotto l'alluvione
La musica da strada sotto indagine
La strada è scritta tra le pagine delle mie storie al margine
Hai sentito in giro del mio crew del male
Ne parlano al distretto al tribunale e ultimamente pure sul giornale
Sottile linea tra paura e gloria
Tra mattina e sera luna piena non darà risposte anche stasera
Non ha importanza quando il mondo è chiuso in una stanza
Mal'umore scrive merda in rime il metodo migliore
E questi squali spacciamorte non si prenderanno mai
Il mio amore la mia malasorte è benedizione
Ho scritto il nome bene in alto così non mi possono più fare
Il cielo resta il limite da superare

The night time is the best time for me
I was born prepared,
Know how to handle the streets
Loosing so much sleep... making moves... have to eat
Life is too short...
I gotta be with my crazy soldiers from the streets making fast cash (making, making fast cash)
On the run from police crazy killers move in silence don't speak (stop snitching!)
They down for me.

Io non credo a nessuno perché va tutto a puttane
Non conviene fottere coi diavoli se non sai bene
Cambiare faccia e andare a caccia iene nelle arene
Con le catene in giro nei quartieri per bene
Tu pirata delle strade mette il suo quartiere sotto sopra
Si muove silenzioso a scatti come un cobra
Prima che il mondo ci si fotte in giro con le più corrotte
Notte e dì dentro in nuovi golf GT
Roma chiama vibra il nokia voglia di dormire poca
Taglio impera nei pezzi di coca
Chiusi in casa fuori solo guardie e ladri
Lotta dentro i substrati di ronda dentro i suv sequestrati
Per l'oro 24 carati vedi pischelli in strada preparati
Come soldati come fantasmi nella notte in retromarcia sulle A3
Quelle di sicuro non la danno a te

The night time is the best time for me
U was born prepared,
Know how to handle the streets
Loosing so much sleep... making moves... have to eat life is too short...
I gotta be with my crazy soldiers from the streets making fast cash (making, making fast cash)
On the run from police crazy killers move in silence don't speak (stop snitching!)
They down for me.

Under Investigation

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Do you want to know what goes through me when I put anger and blood
Between the kick drum and snare, my house has windows on fire
On the path of perdition, I alter perception
I'm outside without a jacket, under the flood
Street music is under investigation
The street is written between the pages of my stories on the margins
You've heard about my evil crew
They talk about it at the precinct, at the courthouse, and lately even in the newspaper
A thin line between fear and glory
Between morning and evening, the full moon won't give answers tonight either
It doesn't matter when the world is closed in a room
Bad mood writes shit in rhymes, the best method
And these death-dealing sharks will never get
My love, my misfortune, is a blessing
I wrote the name high up so they can't do it to me anymore
The sky remains the limit to overcome

The night time is the best time for me
I was born prepared,
Know how to handle the streets
Loosing so much sleep... making moves... have to eat
Life is too short...
I gotta be with my crazy soldiers from the streets making fast cash (making, making fast cash)
On the run from police crazy killers move in silence don't speak (stop snitching!)
They down for me.

I don't trust anyone because everything goes to shit
It's not worth fucking with the devils if you don't know well
Change your face and go hunt hyenas in the arenas
With chains around in good neighborhoods
You street pirate puts his neighborhood upside down
He moves silently in spurts like a cobra
Before the world fucks us around with the most corrupt
Night and day inside new GT Golfs
Rome calls, the Nokia vibrates, little desire to sleep
Cutting prevails in pieces of coke
Locked up at home, outside only cops and robbers
Fighting within the substrates, on patrol in confiscated SUVs
For 24-karat gold, you see kids on the street prepared
Like soldiers, like ghosts in the night, reversing on the A3s
Those for sure won't give it to you

The night time is the best time for me
You were born prepared,
Know how to handle the streets
Loosing so much sleep... making moves... have to eat life is too short...
I gotta be with my crazy soldiers from the streets making fast cash (making, making fast cash)
On the run from police crazy killers move in silence don't speak (stop snitching!)
They down for me.