Lyrics of MTV - Rayan, Intifaya, Rayan, Intifaya

MTV - Rayan, Intifaya, Rayan, Intifaya
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MTV, artist - Rayan, IntifayaAlbum song 4BLOOD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.07.2019
Record label: Gold Leaves Academy
Song language: Italian

MTV

(original)
Ero col mio BLOOD su MTV davano i Sum 41
Volevo la mia Avril Avigne
Coi capelli sparati mi sentivo una star
Ritorno alla medie come American Pie
Erano meno i guai senza pesi su di me
Ora vediamo il sole solo quando ce ne andiamo a dormire
Avrei spezzato il cuore di una cheerleader
Faccio gli holly col cervello
Parli di paura ma non sto più con lei
Gira nuda in casa beve 66
Poi mi alza le mani ma non sento la face
Mi vuoi etichettare ma siamo un’altra cosa mi annoi
Ieri avevo storie dentro lo zaino why not
I miei Stanno sotto i palazzi no stop
Per le bitch ho fatto il cuore in metallo fuck love
Ho fatto vroom via dal posto di blocco
Lei mi ha detto no l' ho fatto di nuovo
Perdo la patente per portarla a casa
Fanno ramadan si però con la droga
Ora ho le ali nere sporcate di smog
Ho gli occhi di vetro il cuore nero fuori e dentro no
Lacrime di invidia vi bucano i giubbotti
Non sono diverso sei tu uguale agli altri
Ho un teschio sulla maglia e la faccia non è okay
Tengo gli occhi aperti perché ho
Cose illegali nei jeans
Mtv sembriamo I blink
Punk boy sono fuori di me
Non mi chiamare solo per il weekend
Fuori dal locale si
Ho strappato il nuovo id
Punk boy penso a restare
Non mi chiamare solo per weekend
Non mi chiamare solo per il weekend
Punk boy penso a restare ok
Ero col mio blood su mtv davano Sum 41
Volevo la mia Avril Avigne
Coi capelli sparati mi sentivo una star
Se vedi le luci alza il volume e vai fast
A 20 il fegato che grida ua ua ua uah
Ho le righe sulla maglia no non sul cell
That ray, Faya vai tranquillo succede
Non é per il soldi
Giuro ho solo questo
Una scelta ce l ho é che non so dire basta
So già com'è so come stai
A volte non parlo
La strada mi chiama
Perché mi fa bene solo stare male
Non mi dire come fare
Cose illegali nei jeans
Mtv sembriamo I blink
Punk boy sono fuori di me
Non mi chiamare solo per il weekend
Fuori dal locale si
Ho strappato il nuovo id
Punk boy penso a restare
Non mi chiamare solo per weekend
(translation)
I was with my BLOOD on MTV they were playing Sum 41
I wanted my Avril Avigne
With my hair off I felt like a star
Back to middle school as American Pie
There was less trouble without a burden on me
Now we see the sun only when we go to sleep
I would have broken a cheerleader's heart
I do hollies with my brain
You talk about fear but I am no longer with her
She runs naked at home drinks 66
Then she raises my hands but I don't feel my face
You want to label me but we are another thing you bore me
Yesterday I had stories inside the backpack why not
My folks stay under the buildings non-stop
For the bitches I made the metal heart fuck love
I walked away from the checkpoint
She said no I did it again
I lose my license to take it home
But they do Ramadan with drugs
Now I have black wings smeared with smog
I have glass eyes, a black heart outside and no inside
Tears of envy pierce your jackets
I am not different you are the same as the others
I have a skull on the shirt and the face is not okay
I keep my eyes open because I have
Illegal stuff in jeans
Mtv we look like blinks
Punk boy are beside myself
Don't just call me for the weekend
Outside the club yes
I ripped the new id
Punk boy I think about staying
Don't just call me for weekends
Don't just call me for the weekend
Punk boy I think I'm staying ok
I was with my blood on mtv they gave Sum 41
I wanted my Avril Avigne
With my hair off I felt like a star
If you see the lights turn up the volume and go fast
At 20 the liver screams ua ua ua uah
I have the lines on the shirt no not on the cell
That ray, Faya go quiet it happens
It's not about the money
I swear I have only this
One choice I have is that I can't say enough
I already know how it is I know how you are
Sometimes I don't speak
The street is calling me
Because it does me good only to feel bad
Don't tell me how
Illegal stuff in jeans
Mtv we look like blinks
Punk boy are beside myself
Don't just call me for the weekend
Outside the club yes
I ripped the new id
Punk boy I think about staying
Don't just call me for weekends
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