Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Our Mission, artist - Blasteroids
Date of issue: 31.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Italian
Our Mission(original) |
Cado giù, fino a non vedere più la luce |
Testa rotta, la tua fotta è metallo che non conduce |
(Più giù) Tra i cantieri del mio pentimento |
Coi pensieri sempre in movimento |
(Eh, giù) In mezzo ai castelli distrutti dalla marea |
Dove spesso chi distrugge è chi crea |
E chi fugge anche all’esterno mostra calma |
Non si scalda, mente a te ma mente non troppo salda |
E niente può tenermi in superficie all’alba |
Atterro distrutto e mai confesso a mamma |
Afferro l’imbuto e per il resto è un dramma |
Aspetto seduto che l’effetto salga e non sale mai |
E non sono io che scendo, e anche se blocchi il tempo non ti salverai |
Apro gli occhi e la realtà si fa accecante |
Luce improvvisa e l’iride si espande |
«Do you like hip-hop?» |
«Of course, it tells a story |
Honestly i love the art of hip-hop and the extraordinary in hip-hop, |
now think about the hip-hop, today is… it’s smart, it’s insightful and the |
way that they can communicate a complex message in a very short space is |
remarkable» |
Questo suono resta al centro della vita mia |
Basta poco e in un momento lui mi porta via |
E non so se sentirmi perso, trovarci un senso? |
Dimmi adesso il perché |
Questo suono resta al centro della vita mia |
Basta poco e in un momento lui mi porta via |
Ma se vuoi non è così complesso pensarci adesso |
Io so anche il perché |
Original rude boy with the champion sound |
Non puoi misurare quest’energia in Joule |
Non puoi stare all’ombra del successo |
Con le luci della scena che proiettan l’ombra di te stesso |
Puoi fumare finché è cenere alla cenere |
E pippare finché è polvere alla polvere |
Ma il rap è la mia religione |
E se sei scarso man, cazzo man, non ti posso assolvere |
Non ci possiamo evolvere, senza uccidere i padri |
Arricchire senza uccidere i ladri |
Comandare senza uccidere i capi |
Ma se sono io al top mi vuoi uccidere, sali |
Ti devo recidere i cavi |
Non puoi sopravvivere, cadi |
Risalire ti è impossibile, scavi |
La pressione fa comprimere i crani |
Ma nell’underground (con questo sound) ci posso vivere anni |
(It is Hip-Hop for life, we are going to preserve this culture and we gonna |
pass it to the One-Two One… children, so think to the proper way in which to |
enter the culture, so they don’t go wrong, fail, the relationships don’t go |
crazy) |
Questo suono resta al centro della vita mia |
Basta poco e in un momento lui mi porta via |
E non so se sentirmi perso, trovarci un senso? |
Dimmi adesso il perché |
Questo suono resta al centro della vita mia |
Basta poco e in un momento lui mi porta via |
Ma se vuoi non è così complesso pensarci adesso |
Io so anche il perché |
(translation) |
I fall down, until I no longer see the light |
Broken head, your shit is metal that doesn't conduct |
(Further down) Among the construction sites of my repentance |
With thoughts always in motion |
(Eh, down) Among the castles destroyed by the tide |
Where often the destroyer is the creator |
And those who flee outside also show calm |
He doesn't get warm, he lies to you but his mind is not too firm |
And nothing can keep me on the surface at dawn |
I land destroyed and never confess to mum |
I grab the funnel and the rest is a drama |
Sitting down, I wait for the effect to rise and never rise |
And it's not me going down, and even if you freeze time, you will not be saved |
I open my eyes and reality becomes blinding |
Sudden light and the iris expands |
"Do you like hip-hop?" |
«Of course, it tells a story |
Honestly i love the art of hip-hop and the extraordinary in hip-hop, |
now think about the hip-hop, today is… it's smart, it's insightful and the |
way that they can communicate a complex message in a very short space is |
remarkable» |
This sound remains at the center of my life |
It doesn't take much and in a moment he takes me away |
And I don't know whether feeling lost, finding a sense in it? |
Now tell me why |
This sound remains at the center of my life |
It doesn't take much and in a moment he takes me away |
But if you want, it's not that difficult to think about it now |
I also know why |
Original rude boy with the champion sound |
You cannot measure this energy in Joules |
You cannot stay in the shadow of success |
With the lights of the scene that project the shadow of yourself |
You can smoke until it's ashes to ashes |
And pippa until it's dust to dust |
But rap is my religion |
And if you are poor man, fuck man, I can not absolve you |
We cannot evolve without killing fathers |
Get rich without killing thieves |
Commanding without killing the leaders |
But if it's me at the top, you want to kill me, go up |
I have to cut your cables |
You can't survive, you fall |
It's impossible for you to go back up, you dig |
The pressure causes the skulls to compress |
But in the underground (with this sound) I can live for years |
(It is Hip-Hop for life, we are going to preserve this culture and we gonna |
pass it to the One-Two One… children, so think to the proper way in which to |
enter the culture, so they don't go wrong, fail, the relationships don't go |
crazy) |
This sound remains at the center of my life |
It doesn't take much and in a moment he takes me away |
And I don't know whether feeling lost, finding a sense in it? |
Now tell me why |
This sound remains at the center of my life |
It doesn't take much and in a moment he takes me away |
But if you want, it's not that difficult to think about it now |
I also know why |