Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Death Race, artist - Rasty Kilo
Date of issue: 22.06.2014
Song language: Italian
Death Race(original) |
Il mio team come hooligan in città |
Inciviltà, cinque stelle, GTA |
La folla incita, per i quartieri la rivincita |
Mi fermerò quando mia madre avrà un cincillà |
Questa è la fine, senti The Doors |
Saliamo dal sottosuolo, siamo Tremors |
Spingi in bombe, Bombay |
Trema tutto Pompei, ok, Propaganda ok |
Castellano, montone poggiato |
Capo di stile, stellato, quale soldato, capo regime |
Sulla strada Ken Block, total nero black block |
Illegale tipo techno, questo è il tempo, è il mio momento |
Barre, bastonate come kendo |
Pietre incastonate sugli anelli |
Fate i ribelli, in mezzo ai lupi siete agnelli |
Atti osceni, nei cieli lampi |
In ampi saloni borghesi consumiamo pranzi |
Molari dorati masticano scampi, sparsi |
Collari borchiati, bullmastiff, caliamo massi |
Mezzo frocio passivo, in castigo, mi date fastidio |
Il clan sfila impazzito |
Esco dal video, t’uccido, ogni barra omicidio |
Sul micro c'è Kilo, miro, cecchino |
Vi seppellisco, chiamate il becchino |
Best out, state a terra, SmackDown |
Ficcati in culo il tuo background |
Ogni giro come l’ultimo, Death Race |
Rasty, Narcos, rec, quale Ghostface |
Face to face, playground, isolator knockout |
Ram piena, sold out, pack lock out |
Questa qui è la fine, scendi in strada, va |
Scegli chi pregare, Dio o Satana |
Ultima corsa, viaggio solo andata |
Scendi dalla giostra, ultima fermata |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Fine della corsa, ultima fermata |
Nero all’orizzonte, dietro il parabrezza |
Contando le gocce dell’amarezza |
Giù dal cielo le fialette per sonno |
Tutto nero lo sfondo |
La penna sul foglio, l’onda contro lo scoglio |
Il giorno che muoio, che crollo |
Stamo sempre in ballo, conio |
La mia vita una merda di sogno |
Ora che te svegli, oro sugli anelli |
In coro coi fratelli in armi |
Vuoi imitarmi, eguagliarmi o superarmi |
Truce super army, non puoi superarli |
Torno dalla merda per venderti questa merda |
Cara come super erba |
Rombo sopra un RC212 Honda alla prima volante di ronda |
Le auto una dietro l’altra incollate al terreno |
A duecento sul litorale sereno |
La mia vita un affare, brutto affare davvero, il domani vedremo |
Ho postato le mie fondamenta profonde |
Dove la verità si nasconde |
Diggin' dentro il peggio teschio, come ha detto Biggie |
Soldi over bitches, over ricchi |
Questa qui è la fine, scendi in strada, va |
Scegli chi pregare, Dio o Satana |
Ultima corsa, viaggio solo andata |
Scendi dalla giostra, ultima fermata |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Fine della corsa, ultima fermata |
(translation) |
My team as a hooligan in town |
Incivility, five stars, GTA |
The crowd incites revenge for the neighborhoods |
I will stop when my mother has a chinchilla |
This is the end, hear The Doors |
We rise from the underground, we are Tremors |
Push in bombs, Bombay |
Everything is shaking Pompeii, ok, Propaganda ok |
Castellano, resting ram |
Head of style, starry, as a soldier, leader of the regime |
On the street Ken Block, total black black block |
Illegal techno type, this is the time, this is my time |
Bars, beaten like kendo |
Stones set on the rings |
Be rebels, among the wolves you are lambs |
Obscene acts, lightning in the skies |
We eat lunches in large bourgeois halls |
Golden molars chew scampi, scattered |
Studded collars, bullmastiffs, we drop rocks |
Half passive fagot, in punishment, you annoy me |
The clan parades crazy |
I leave the video, I kill you, every murder bar |
On the micro there is Kilo, miro, sniper |
I'll bury you, call the undertaker |
Best out, stay down, SmackDown |
Get your background in your ass |
Every lap like the last, Death Race |
Rasty, Narcos, rec, such as Ghostface |
Face to face, playground, isolator knockout |
Ram full, sold out, pack lock out |
This here is the end, get out on the street, go |
Choose who to pray to, God or Satan |
Last ride, one way trip |
Get off the carousel, last stop |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
End of the line, last stop |
Black on the horizon, behind the windshield |
Counting the drops of bitterness |
Down from the sky the vials for sleep |
All black background |
The pen on the paper, the wave against the rock |
The day I die, the day I collapse |
We are always in the dance, coin |
My life a dream shit |
Now that you wake up, gold on the rings |
In chorus with the brothers in arms |
You want to imitate me, equal me or surpass me |
Grim super army, you can't get over them |
I'm back from the shit to sell you this shit |
Dear as super weed |
Rumble above a Honda RC212 at the first patrol wheel |
The cars one behind the other glued to the ground |
Two hundred on the serene coast |
My life a business, really bad business, tomorrow we will see |
I posted my deep foundation |
Where the truth hides |
Diggin 'inside the worst skull, like Biggie said |
Money over bitches, over rich |
This here is the end, get out on the street, go |
Choose who to pray to, God or Satan |
Last ride, one way trip |
Get off the carousel, last stop |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
Death Race, Death Race, Death Race |
End of the line, last stop |