Rocco Hunt - Pane e rap - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Rocco Hunt - Pane e rap




Pane e rap
Bread and Rap
So crisciut a pane e Rap
I grew up on bread and Rap
M'n fott ro success, a nott è long p'maddorm,
I don't give a damn about success, the night is long for sleeping,
Quanta vot m so pers?
How many times have I lost myself?
Agg vist n'da luocchij o dstin
I've seen destiny in my eyes
Ciagg chiest e m lascià sti rim,
I asked and it left me these rhymes,
Tutt o' riest sa pigliat prim.
All the rest was taken first.
Ngopp o palc e miez a vì,
On stage and in the middle of the street,
So a stessa prson, pa stessa passion,
I'm the same person, the same passion,
Poter a parol canta po cos
Being able to sing about these things
è divers sta storij
is a different story
Agg perz agg vint
I lost, I won
Ndè test pa grint detest chi rint prov odij e no ammor!
In my head for the grit, I detest those who feel hatred inside and not love!
Nu genij incompres,
A misunderstood genius,
Comm è Nicola Tesla,
Like Nikola Tesla,
Faccij o rap p me stess,
I do rap for myself,
O compromess nun c'interessa!
Compromise doesn't interest me!
Fabio vott e pret e c'cant a copp,
Fabio goes around and boasts and sings on top,
Rong Hip Hop, è com a robb o frat
Wrong Hip Hop, it's like robbing your brother
Si no facc saglij a rot!
If I don't make mistakes on the beat!
Rocco Hunt e Fabio Musta comm Preemo e Termanology,
Rocco Hunt and Fabio Musta like Preemo and Termanology,
Luammo o Mic e tu ancor ca t chiamm MC
We grab the Mic and you who still call yourself MC
Miett alla prov o talent,
Put your talent to the test,
Vien c truov o t'aspett!
Come find me or I'll wait for you!
O'rap so fa chi so sent veng co flow chiu violent.
Rap I do what I feel comes with the most violent flow.
Steng po slang in dialett, Bang ma senza grillett.
I spread slang in dialect, Bang but without triggers.
Sceng tu stai p'Internet teng enerigj chiù talent.
You stay on the Internet I have more energy than talent.
Gesù Crist ma fatt nu don, e juorn trist l'aggij mis ndè canzon,
Jesus Christ gave me a gift, and on sad days I put it into songs,
Arraggij spicc nd'e parol.
I break it down in words.
Ogni giorno, ogni penna ogni foglio,
Every day, every pen every sheet,
Resto me stesso è solo questo ciò che voglio!
I remain myself, this is all I want!
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ogni giorno, ogni penna ogni foglio,
Every day, every pen every sheet,
Resto me stesso è solo questo ciò che voglio!
I remain myself, this is all I want!
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
A'rivincit ra mij è ess a voc re wuagliun,
My revenge is to be the voice of the boys,
O'suon palazzun,
The sound of the buildings,
O'sol ngopp e stradun
The sun on the streets
A'sul senza furtun
Alone without luck
Pcchè n'esist Dij,
Because God exists,
Ca t regal a cur ind e jurnat scur.
That gives you heart in dark days.
Magg mbarat a nu'da giudizij affrettat,
I have learned more from hasty judgments,
Pcchè l'apparenz n'gann e sapiss vot song o' risultat.
Because appearances deceive and you know sometimes they are the result.
E vot rimpiang quann'agg accuminciat,
And sometimes I regret when I started,
Pcchè sapiss è nu turmient c'a m manten sc'tat.
Because you know it's a torment that keeps me awake.
Ossaij? Chi fa a music, spiss è nu guerrier
Do you understand? Who makes music, is often a warrior
Contr n'esercit e sciem ca t'rà nguoll si o'tien.
Against an army of envious people that will swallow you if you make it.
E'ver Hip Hop e l'agg fatt a 'trirc'(13) ann'chi m'stà criticann,
It's true Hip Hop and I did it at 'thirteen' (13) years old who is criticizing me,
Stu Flow so sta sunna'n!
This Flow is crazy!
Rocco tras ngopp e'beat com'è
Rocco gets on the beat like it is
Kimbo Slice, cazzott nfacc ngopp'e'traccij,
Kimbo Slice, shit in the face on the tracks,
E ndà tutt e'freestyle.
And in all the freestyles.
Vott o'fuoc ngopp e produzion,
Sometimes the fire on the production,
A'robba mij è Hardcore!
My stuff is Hardcore!
Cient all'or ngopp e'sell
One hundred per hour on the saddle
L'accent nuov r'e saitel'l.
The new accent of the satellites.
'Tu vuò fa l'americano' comm è Carosone,
'You want to be American' like Carosone,
Ma è produzion chiù massicc e pav
But the production is more massive and few
Par't ro dottor.
Speak about the doctor.
Nuij cullam'm l'ambizion r'essr è miglio'r e m'dispiac assaij ca nun c'sta paragon!
We cradle the ambition to be the best and I'm very sorry that there is no comparison!
Ogni giorno, ogni penna ogni foglio,
Every day, every pen every sheet,
Resto me stesso è solo questo ciò che voglio!
I remain myself, this is all I want!
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ogni giorno, ogni penna ogni foglio,
Every day, every pen every sheet,
Resto me stesso è solo questo ciò che voglio!
I remain myself, this is all I want!
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Par che v'amma coccos,
It seems that I have to give you some punches,
Appen faij a robba potent,
As soon as I do powerful stuff,
Vaij mocc a sta gent,
I shake this people,
St'ern invidos.
They were envious.
E' n'overdos e'Rap contr a chi fa a faccia stort,
It's not an overdose of Rap against those who make a face,
Produzion r'oltreocean stat senz o'passaport.
Overseas production without a passport.
Fabio! Piens appen'sti lot' sent'n o'disc,
Fabio! Just think about these lots feeling the disc,
Riferimen't nd'è canzon, e quann parl
References in the songs, and when you speak
N't capisc',
You don't understand,
Tra nuij e l'or sta n'as,
Between us and gold there is an ace,
Sul pcchè ciamm mi's a passio'n,
Just because we mix passion,
E nun cuntam'm strunza't nd'è disc.
And we don't count bullshit in the disc.
Sign'c o'nomm in'd a list, simm dispost a fa o's,
Sign the name on the list, we are willing to do the s,
Mischian'n classic e nuov a vuij nun vag'g mai vis't.
Mixing classic and new to you I have never seen.
O'Muccus è crisciut,
The "Muccus" has grown,
Mo v'ò piglià tutt cos,
Now I want to take everything,
Chi s' ferm è futtu't,
Who stops is fucked,
Com'm a duij nd'à na corz.
Like two in a race.
Ossaj'Ngopp o'beat nun m'ferm comm'è Terminator,
Look, I don't stop on the beat like I'm the Terminator,
Rocco Hunt devas't e abbrucij n'gann comm'è l'Ice-o-Lator.
Rocco Hunt devastates and burns envy like the Ice-o-Lator.
A'forza mij so e delusion,
My strength is delusions,
A'sofferenza fa o'talent,
Suffering makes talent,
A'musica s'ò è sensazio'n!
The music will be a sensation!
Dij ma concess nu'don,
God gave me a gift,
Trasmes's e'prso'n.
Transmit the person.
P'stress raggij,
For the stress I have,
Perpless aspett stu sole,
Perplexed wait for this sun,
Confess, e cerc perdo'n si avvo't agg'sbaglia't,
Confess, and I seek forgiveness if sometimes I was wrong,
Maso n'omm e po è normal,
But I am a man and then it is normal,
Cert'i vot agg'pccat.
Sometimes I have sinned.
Quant'a pre't agg scagliat, a chi po'aret m'a parlat, chi già fet'e parl e l'at.
How much stone I threw, to those who then spoke to me, who has already done and speaks and does it.
So profe't p'sti strad,
I am a prophet for these streets,
Terza medij e medij aizat!
Third grade and half raised!
Resusci't st'Hip Hop
Resurrect this Hip Hop
Rocco Hunt e Fabio Musta, o'meglij r'a nuov'a e vecchia s'col.
Rocco Hunt and Fabio Musta, the best of the new and old school.
Ogni giorno, ogni penna ogni foglio,
Every day, every pen every sheet,
Resto me stesso è solo questo ciò che voglio!
I remain myself, this is all I want!
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ogni giorno, ogni penna ogni foglio,
Every day, every pen every sheet,
Resto me stesso è solo questo ciò che voglio!
I remain myself, this is all I want!
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
Ij c'so nat p sta merd e nun' so' nat' p per'd
I was born for this shit and I wasn't born to lose
LUIGI VICIDOMINI WRITE
LUIGI VICIDOMINI WRITE
RH: REAL HIP HOP
RH: REAL HIP HOP





Writer(s): Rocco Pagliarulo, Fabio Orza


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