More songs by J Lord
Description
Producer: Auxx
Producer: ONii
Author: J Lord
Composer: Augusto Cozzolino
Composer: Nicolò Sorrentino
Masterer: Matteo Palmieri
Lyrics and translation
Original
Cu chi me sfogo, cu chi m'affogo, stesse dint'ô sangue mio. Tengo pensiero, pecio' nun t'è dito pe' nun te fa suffrì.
Pazzianno, pazzianno, tutt sta pazzianno, improvviso po' va a fernì.
Stevo 'intâ nu buio scuro, nun ce stava nisciuno ma salvate dì.
È sempe puntato 'o dito, ma nun t'è mai miso dint'ê panne mie. Oggi cu' o cachete sale, rimano cu zero 'int'ê zanse.
So' sacrifici ca te fanno checchè te cagnà 'na vita, n'aggio mai nuduto 'e coso d''o destino. So' stato cu' mme, ma ciù 'e n'amico, ciù 'e 'na tipo, m'ha tradito.
Un amico fa vedè ca nun s'aveva, guarda a vita che te spera, ma te sembra pecchè scema, te pensava ca po' nun nu veneva a sapè. A spara' saccio spara' po' chi?
Me stai capenne pecchè nun spara, 'o potesse fa' po' che dimane, ma nun 'o faccio.
Agli un incensurato dint' 'o gigo d''o spaccio, 'na cumma 'e tanganno 'ncopp' â
Serie A, che nicca s'addivì, sto che mí, miezzâ via, è Champions League.
Sto che mí, miezzâ via, è Champions League.
Cu chi me sfogo, cu chi m'affogo, stesse dint'ô sangue mio. Tengo pensiero, pecio' nun t'è dito pe' nun te fa suffrì.
Pazzianno, pazzianno, tutt sta pazzianno, improvviso po' va a fernì.
Stevo 'intâ nu buio scuro, nun ce stava nisciuno ma salvate dì.
Nun ce stava nisciuno quanno cercavo aiuto, me vedevano 'nfaccia.
M'hanno parlat'arreto, ma so' sempe 'e stesse ca t'hanno 'n'arreto e m'abbracciano.
Porto 'nterra 'o suolo, sto pregando Angelo pecchè me vo male.
Satana m'ha detto ca chest'è nu infame, rilassate pecchè si vede a me piro maragginato.
Sta macchina scenne fino 'e trecento all'ora, soldi dint' 'e puzze tengo 'e mali 'e capo.
Tammeno chesti soldi, che gli tammenare, nun chiamme nemmeno si vene 'o temporale.
A spara' saccio spara' po' chi?
Me stai capenne pecchè nun spara, 'o potesse fa' po' che dimane, ma nun 'o faccio.
Agli un incensurato dint' 'o gigo d''o spaccio, 'na cumma 'e tanganno 'ncopp' â Serie A, che nicca s'addivì, sto che mí, miezzâ via, è Champions League.
Cu chi me sfogo, cu chi m'affogo, stesse dint'ô sangue mio. Tengo pensiero, pecio' nun t'è dito pe' nun te fa suffrì.
Pazzianno, pazzianno, tutt sta pazzianno, improvviso po' va a fernì.
Stevo 'intâ nu buio scuro, nun ce stava nisciuno ma salvate dì.
Cu chi me sfogo, cu chi m'affogo, stesse dint'ô sangue mio.
Tengo pensiero, pecio' nun t'è dito pe' nun te fa suffrì. Pazzianno, pazzianno, tutt sta pazzianno, improvviso po' va a fernì.
Stevo 'intâ nu buio scuro, nun ce stava nisciuno ma salvate dì.
English translation
Whoever I vent, whoever I drown myself in, be near my blood. I'm thinking, because I don't have a finger to make you suffer.
Crazy, crazy, all this crazy, suddenly it goes to Fernì.
I was there in the dark, there wasn't anyone there but save the day.
The finger is always pointed, but I've never seen you in my troubles. Today cu' o cachete sale, rhyme cu zero 'int'ê zanse.
These sacrifices will do you no matter what your life, I'll never be naked and something of destiny. I've been with me, but that's a friend, that's a guy, he betrayed me.
A friend shows that he didn't have one, look at his life that he hopes for you, but he seems stupid to you, he thought about you, no one ever came to know. Shoot who?
You're in trouble because I don't shoot, or it could be a little tomorrow, but I don't.
To a person with a clean criminal record who has a drug dealing gig, 'na cumma' and they tanganno 'ncopp' â
Serie A, what a niche it is, I'm sorry, go away, it's the Champions League.
I'm telling you, come on, it's the Champions League.
Whoever I vent, whoever I drown myself in, be near my blood. I'm thinking, because I don't have a finger to make you suffer.
Crazy, crazy, all this crazy, suddenly it goes to Fernì.
I was there in the dark, there wasn't anyone there but save the day.
There wasn't anyone there when I was looking for help, they saw my face.
They spoke to me when I stopped, but I always know that they stopped you and hugged me.
I bring earth or soil, I'm praying to Angel because I feel bad.
Satan told me that he is an infamous man, relax because he looks like a madman to me.
This car went up to three hundred an hour, I don't have money and I have stinks and evils and boss.
Even if you don't bother with this money, you don't even call a storm.
Shoot who?
You're in trouble because I don't shoot, or it could be a little tomorrow, but I don't.
To a person with a clean criminal record who has a drug dealing gig, 'na cumma' and tanganno 'ncopp' â Serie A, what a niche it is, this is what I'm talking about, go away, it's the Champions League.
Whoever I vent, whoever I drown myself in, be near my blood. I'm thinking, because I don't have a finger to make you suffer.
Crazy, crazy, all this crazy, suddenly it goes to Fernì.
I was there in the dark, there wasn't anyone there but save the day.
Whoever I vent, whoever I drown myself in, be near my blood.
I'm thinking, because I don't have a finger to make you suffer. Crazy, crazy, all this crazy, suddenly it goes to Fernì.
I was there in the dark, there wasn't anyone there but save the day.