Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hannibal Rapper, artist - Clementino. Album song I.E.N.A., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.02.2017
Record label: Pirames International, Relief Records EU
Song language: Italian
Hannibal Rapper |
-Vuò sapè comm' è a politic in italia? |
-Accussì oh! |
Qui c'è lo stato in mano ad anime infette |
Elette da cani in manette da anni di sette |
Sataniche e fette di crani nelle cassette |
E il mio presidente ha la falce di morte e la faccia di Hannibal Lecter |
Qui c'è chi comanda amico mio |
I mari e le vette, gli umani, i cecchini e vedette |
Sicari, armi e baionette, appaio nelle vesti di cannibal rapper, |
carica il fat cap… perfect |
Tatticamente, apri la mente, in città fatica niente praticamente |
La mia nazione muore sotto un dittatore in nome del suo canto pure il santo |
protettore ha pianto tanto |
Cantanapoli americano |
Della migliore tradizione come il professore di vesuviano «Bravo» |
N’atu Bin Laden, invade, queen mother, Martin Luther King |
La Madonna piange qui, pare' |
Aiutatemi! Ramm’o beat, Ill Bill with Clementin |
Artist evergreen, tra vip e bandit |
Napoli, la police fa saglie a cris |
Immortality! Peace from Italy |
Is this the new world order of a world gone mad! |
Killing machines, listen the murder rap, burn a smack teeth outta ya, |
mouth-down the ground. Sound of the pound, round of round be twist in up your |
mouth in a frown |
Now these just a few thoughts from outta side of the box |
They wanna murder me cause i be talkin bout them a lot |
1live, 1love, 1blow, 1shot it’s all it takes to silence the man but the |
thoughts live on |
Soakin the seatm standing over your coke, your put |
Over the top. I’m like the suicide exploses on your block. Another day in diary |
of a soldier of Jihad, every hollow tips an hapostle and the chrome is your god! |
They built the pyramids in Egypt. Just Moses arived open the skies spoken to |
Allah. Smoked ti the most high. Soak in the most lye hard to find. |
Jordan vibes my sneaker games slaughter guys. Dumb rappers is mortified when i |
rhime. It borderline’s nightmares like wall of eyes, i torture minds in ways |
that trancend the laws of time. The laws of physics, the laws of modern |
propriety. Maiter of fact, fuck the law i’m at war with society. |
This is Ill Bill homie you know me homie top of N. Y like T.O.N.Y. |
i’ll pop the coke on your louses, crab phonies, wanna be fonzies ain’t nothing |
but chiachies go ask Joanet. You don’t know me. Peace Clemetin, Napoli done, |
videomind, relief records, la coka nostra, in da place to be, this is B.I.L.L. |
you know me baby? |