King Kong (Freestyle II) - Moreno
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King Kong (Freestyle II) - Moreno

Альбом
Incredibile
Год
2015
Язык
`Italian`
Длительность
107230

Below is the lyrics of the song King Kong (Freestyle II) , artist - Moreno with translation

Lyrics " King Kong (Freestyle II) "

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King Kong (Freestyle II)

Moreno

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Io sono sempre vero e tu sei vero di meno

Il mio sentiero è verso il cielo, tra i lampi di genio

Per quanto ho girato e le ore di treno

Sono smemorato come Dory di Nemo

Salgo sopra un palco, tu grida

Vuoi sfidarmi sopra un palco?

Suicida!

Io l’allenatore che vuole un giocatore come Zuniga

Su riga, lancio più stelle di un ninja

La mia roba è un coprifuoco che si indossa

Mi senti sulla traccia, urla come un pellerossa

E nonostante sono pelle e ossa

Quando mi sentono dalle mie parti prendono la scossa

Tom Tom, di rime che non hai

Chiamami King Kong, versione bonsai

Moreno non va ai contest di freestyle

Ma perchè il tuo king non viene a sfidarmi in un mio live?

Ahi, ahi, ahi…

Lo si cancella, lo straccio così tanto

Che lo chiamano stracciatella

Se lo fa in testa, gli manca qualche rotella

Come incitare contro il Verona nella curva dell’Hellas

Bella, quest’arte straordinaria

Che mi rilassa come chi si sdraia sulla playa

E can che morde non abbaia

Tanto resto il principe dei miei castelli in aria

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I am always true and you are less true

My path is towards the sky, among the flashes of genius

As far as I have traveled and the hours on the train

I'm forgetful like Nemo's Dory

I go up on a stage, you shout

Do you want to challenge me on a stage?

Suicide!

I am the coach who wants a player like Zuniga

On line, I throw more stars than a ninja

My stuff is a curfew you wear

You hear me on the track, screaming like a red man

And yet they are skin and bones

When they hear me in my part they get the shock

Tom Tom, rhymes you don't have

Call me King Kong, bonsai version

Moreno does not go to freestyle contests

But why doesn't your king come to challenge me in my live?

Ouch, ouch, ouch ...

You erase it, the rag so much

They call it stracciatella

If he does it in the head, he is missing a few wheels

How to incite against Verona in the Hellas corner

Beautiful, this extraordinary art

That relaxes me like someone who lies down on the playa

And can that bites does not bark

I am still the prince of my castles in the air

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