Текст и перевод песни Peppe Soks - Intro (La Mia Storia)

Intro (La Mia Storia)

E porto ′ncuollo chillu juorno 'e quando so′ nato je
Crisciuto ampresso 'int'a na casa d"a periferia
Papà fatica, steva sempe ′nzieme a mamma mia
E mo ca stongo ′e casa 'a sulo sento ′a nostalgia
Passeno ll'anne, nasce Marco ′int"o 2007
Je tenevo diec'anne e tenevo ′a capa 'int"o rap
E me diceveno: "Fatica, ca puorte 'o nomme d"o nonno"
Je sunnavo ′e fa′ chella valigia e nun fa' cchiù ritorno
Però po′ si 'mmiezz"a via, sì, fra′, aggio fatto 'e guaje
Sempe ′e notte ch"e cappucce, ma tu che ne saje
Vulevo 'o motorino, papà nun me l'ha accattato
M′aggio pigliato da sulo, ma nu guardio m′ha fermato
E 'doppo p"a capa ′int"a musica c"a pozzo fa'
E c"o freestyle ′a piccolino accumminciaje a cantà
Duje cumpagne 'ncopp"o mezzo, ′a capa 'a n'ata parte
Cu nu cappiello sempe ′ncapa e ′a gente ancora parla
Mille trene e sacrifice e po' simmo partute
Alessandro ha realizzato ′e suonne ê duje creature
Mauro ha fatto na rapina pe' ce pagà ′o studio
Pure se nun ce sta cchiù, brindammo p"a salute
Nun avanzo niente, pensavo ca era nu juoco
Chillo ca sfutteva mo addummanna 'e foto
Chello c′aggia passato, fra', 'o ssape sulo ′o psicologo
E mo cuntamme ′e sorde 'ncopp′a 'stu divano comodo
′E penziere erano assaje, vulevo vencere surtanto
Me pensavo 'e vencere pure ô juoco d′azzardo
E dint"e machinette c'aggia jittato pure 'a gioia
Quanno pierde ce staje male, quanno vince ne vuò ancora
E tu ca parle ′e Peppe, dice che è figlio ′e famiglia
Nun sta dint"e popolare, sta 'e casa ′int'a chella villa
So′ crisciuto 'mmiezz"e strade assieme a ′sti figlie 'e puttana
E si teneve 'e sorde ′ncuollo, po′ tutte assieme se magnava
Aggia perzo 'e cumpagne, ′e sorde accideno l'ammore
E te ringrazio pecché forse m′hê reso migliore
Sto cumbattenno ch"e fantasme d"o passato
'A vita è comm"o mare: nuote, fra′, o muore affugato
Mo girammo l'Italia, sì, sempe p"a stessa squadra
Vuttammo chisti sorde 'nfaccia a chi parlava male
E mo sto ′nzieme a te pecché sî l′unica che m'ama
Pecché saje ca primma d"o successo ccà ce steva ′a famme
Nun teneveme niente, quatte cumpagne ô bar
Mo ne simmo 'e meno, però nun me ′mporta, no
Lascia scorre 'a base, ′a storia mia adda continuà
E chello che succede po' nu juorno t"o racconto
Ah-ah-ah-ah, nu juorno t"o racconto
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ma nu juorno t"o racconto
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Intro (My Story)

And I carry around my neck the day I was born
Grew up in a house in the suburbs
Dad worked hard, always together with my mom
And now that I'm home alone, I feel the nostalgia
Years passed, Marco was born in 2007
I was ten years old and had my head in rap
And they told me: "Work hard, you carry your grandfather's name"
I dreamed of packing that suitcase and never coming back
But then halfway through, yeah bro, I got into trouble
Always at night with hoods, but what do you know
I wanted the scooter, dad didn't buy it for me
I took it myself, but a cop stopped me
And then what can I do with my head in music
And with freestyle as a child, I started to sing
Two friends on the scooter, my head somewhere else
With a hat always on my head and people still talking
A thousand trains and sacrifices, and then we left
Alessandro has made the dreams of two creatures come true
Mauro robbed a bank to pay for our studio
Even though he's not here anymore, we toast to his health
I have nothing left, I thought it was a game
The one who used to exploit now asks for photos
What I went through, bro, only the psychologist knows
And now we count the money on this comfortable sofa
The thoughts were many, I just wanted to win
I thought I would win even at gambling
And in the slot machines, I even threw away my joy
When you lose, you feel bad, when you win, you want more
And you who talk about Peppe, say he's a family man
He doesn't live in the projects, he lives in that villa
I grew up in the streets with these sons of bitches
And if you had money around your neck, then you all ate together
I lost friends, money kills love
And I thank you because maybe you made me better
I'm fighting with ghosts of the past
Life is like the sea: you swim, bro, or you drown
Now we travel Italy, yes, always for the same team
We throw this money in the face of those who spoke badly
And now I'm with you because you're the only one who loves me
Because you know that before success there was hunger here
I had nothing, four friends at the bar
Now there are fewer of us, but I don't care, no
Let the beat flow, my story has to continue
And what happens next, one day I'll tell you
Ah-ah-ah-ah, one day I'll tell you
Ah-ah-ah-ah, but one day I'll tell you
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