Текст и перевод песни Clementino - Intro

Intro

O calzone largo u cappielle stuorte
E ghette e pappette
E bumbulette e scarpette
E piatte i fatte re fatte
E canotte e basket e break-bit e chil e shit
E chiatte mulatte
E nire rinde e viche stritte
Questione mentalità divers
Ma appartenimme a na penisola arò parlene chiare
O fisic è tisc' tisc'
I saccie ca nu sorrise difficilmente l'anne spise
Chiu combattent e nu risik mmieze e lamente
Al dragonquest e meninmore gente ca more ma rest
Vissute mmane o state e l'arreste
Sò preteste e chi m'inneste
Pensiere ca ngape me fanne parè sule gest
Gente ca sofferte
Senza verè a porte aperte
Uocchie brille
E lacrime ca nun s'asciughene
Si siente sciugatill
Sò cancielle ca nun se chiurene cchiu
Pe mmeze a llore te permitte e fa u bellille
E po' sti guerre e rap ca nun c'azzecchene pienzece
UNITY ricevene e maste na vote
Pecchè s'ammastic' rispette quanne sente nu bitte c'arrevote
Spray scarpette microfone e puntine lascene u segne
O sai ca t'aspettene nu cuofene e impegne
O calzone largo u cappielle stuorte
E ghette e pappette
E bumbulette e scarpette
E piatte i fatte re fatte
E canotte e basket e break-bit e chil e shit
E chiatte mulatte
E nire rinde e viche stritte
O calzone largo u cappielle stuorte
E ghette e pappette
E bumbulette e scarpette
E piatte i fatte re fatte
E canotte e basket e break-bit e chil e shit
E chiatte mulatte
E nire rinde e viche stritte
Seguimi ndà stu viaggione senza fa dietrofront
Ca mò te fiond ndà stu sfond arò jenne a ffonde
Te riende conte e quante sò profonde e ffondamente e sta culture
Fondamentalmente alimentate ra fusione e diversi razze
Diversi culure immersi ind a nu calderone ca se fonde
E abbatte ostacule e mmure
Sicure ca si pure esisteve n'oracole ere impossibile ra immagina
Chistu future viene cu mme ca te traghette inde a stu ghette
Arò tutte nascette cascette e dische
E borze stracariche e bombolette
Ca se cunsumene senz rammaric mentre ind a nu campette
Vagliune ca passione se sfidene e se migliorene fine a se cunsumà e scarpette
E tutte cheste sule pe comunicà ind a na comunità creative
Sentennese vive
A discriminazione e carnagione porte all'indiscrezione
Re segregazione, a segregazion
Ndè segrete e l'avidazione e redine ra persecuzione
Ainde e rete e chi e perse l'esecuzione
L'intestazion ndà lotte ra contestazion
E nnotte rinde e stazion
Stannese accorte e sanzioni
Ndè mane arancione rimmane a ragione
L'illuminazione e chi a subite mille umiliazione
N'abbastene e passe cumpiute a Dwight Eisenhower
Ca stanne crollanne e valore comme e twin tower
N'armate e nire armate power
Calmateve ca e carrarmate nun stanne venenne se stanne vennen
U rap se fatte underground pecche u rapper se fatte cantante
Si a sacche e vacante cò passe e gigante
(Arò Jamme)
Si stamme iettanne 30anne e culture ndu cesse
Ma state pazzianne
E a forze e tirà annanze
E se lavann a mala scorze
A cuolle ca sustanze
Rò parcheggie Secundigliane, Sangiuanne, TCK a paranze
O calzone largo u cappielle stuorte
E ghette e pappette
E bumbulette e scarpette
E piatte i fatte re fatte
E canotte e basket e break-bit e chil e shit
E chiatte mulatte
E nire rinde e viche stritte
O calzone largo u cappielle stuorte
E ghette e pappette
E bumbulette e scarpette
E piatte i fatte re fatte
E canotte e basket e break-bit e chil e shit
E chiatte mulatte
E nire rinde e viche stritte

Intro

Baggy pants and crooked hats, girl,
leggings and sneakers,
bomber jackets and kicks,
flat bills worn just right.
Tank tops, basketball, breakbeats, chill and shit,
mulatto girls with attitude,
black streets and narrow alleys,
a different kind of mentality, you see.
But we belong to the same peninsula, let's be clear,
physically we're close, so close.
I know a smile is rarely wasted here,
more fighting and risk amidst complaints,
Dragon Quest and memories of people who die but remain.
Lives lived hand-to-mouth, under arrest,
just pretexts and those who set me up,
thoughts that trap me, making them seem like mere gestures.
People who suffer,
without seeing open doors,
bright eyes,
and tears that don't dry,
feeling drained.
They're gates that no longer close,
allowing you to walk through and play the fool.
And then these rap wars that make no sense, think about it,
UNITY, they get it and forget it all at once.
Because respect is chewed up when a rebellious beat is heard,
spray paint, sneakers, microphones, and needles leave their mark.
You know a cauldron of commitment awaits you,
baggy pants and crooked hats, girl,
leggings and sneakers,
bomber jackets and kicks,
flat bills worn just right.
Tank tops, basketball, breakbeats, chill and shit,
mulatto girls with attitude,
black streets and narrow alleys,
baggy pants and crooked hats, girl,
leggings and sneakers,
bomber jackets and kicks,
flat bills worn just right.
Tank tops, basketball, breakbeats, chill and shit,
mulatto girls with attitude,
black streets and narrow alleys,
Follow me on this journey without turning back,
cause I'm diving deep into this background, going all the way down.
You'll realize how deep and profound the foundations of this culture are,
fundamentally fueled by the fusion of different races,
diverse colors immersed in a melting pot,
breaking down obstacles and walls.
Surely, even if an oracle existed, it would be impossible to imagine,
this future comes with me, carrying you inside this ghetto.
Now all the cassette tapes and records,
bags overflowing with spray cans,
consumed without regret while in a small field,
guys with passion challenge each other, improving until their shoes wear out.
And all this just to communicate in a creative community,
feeling alive.
Discrimination based on skin color leads to indiscretion,
to segregation, segregation
in the secrets and the avidity of the reins of persecution,
in the network of those who lost their execution,
the heading in the fight of the contestation,
and at night inside the station,
they are aware of the sanctions,
in orange hands remains the reason,
the illumination of those who have suffered a thousand humiliations,
Dwight Eisenhower's completed passes are not enough,
as values are collapsing like the Twin Towers,
an army of black armed power,
calm down, the tanks are not coming, if they are coming,
rap became underground because the rapper became a singer,
if the bags are empty, with the giant's pass,
(Let's go)
If we're throwing 30 years of culture in the trash,
you must be crazy,
and the strength to move forward,
and they wash away the bad bark,
the neck that sustains,
from the parking lots of Secondigliano, San Giovanni, TCK to the gangs,
baggy pants and crooked hats, girl,
leggings and sneakers,
bomber jackets and kicks,
flat bills worn just right.
Tank tops, basketball, breakbeats, chill and shit,
mulatto girls with attitude,
black streets and narrow alleys,
baggy pants and crooked hats, girl,
leggings and sneakers,
bomber jackets and kicks,
flat bills worn just right.
Tank tops, basketball, breakbeats, chill and shit,
mulatto girls with attitude,
black streets and narrow alleys,