Metal Carter — Con il crack feat. Duke Montana song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Con il crack feat. Duke Montana" by Metal Carter.
Lyrics
Se! Metal Carter con il crack
Esce di notte dalle tombe (te rompe!)
Ti ficca in culo un trick e track
Ti sputa in faccia e t’offende (t'offende!)
Scoperchia la tomba la mano
Raschia il terreno piano piano
Covo insano di pensieri
TruceBoys sputa sangue oggi come ieri
Chiama lo psichiatra analizza sta merda malata
Atmosfera gelata, testa sprangata
Gocce nell’aranciata
Vittima sacrificata
Sotto l’effetto della droga
Tu osa per non morire
Vivi per sapere ma sappi distinguere
E farti distinguere
Loro vogliono solo farti confondere, infondere
Insicurezza ficcati in culo la capezza
Beccate sto crack e senti che pezza
I tuoi idoli sono solo mondezza
Nella mia stoltezza puoi trovarci saggezza
La ruvidezza del suono ti fa sbattere la testa
La mia gang anti-gangsta ti abbassa la cresta
Guarda le facce dei morti alla finestra
Decidiamo noi quando finisce la festa! SE!
His mother is going crazy, and falling apart (woo!)
Metal Carter is not giving a fuck!
His father is going crazy
Carter is the most cracked on the streets
You better watch your back!
Carter esce di notte con in bocca le blatte
A notte fonda ronda
Per devastare il quartiere
Zanne nere
Spuntano al posto dei denti
TruceKlan psico-delinquienti
Avanti avanti
Danno qualcosa in più
Onore al crew!
È un orrendo rendez-vous
A tu per tu con lo squallore
Tutto un viaggio nella lutto dimensione
Un grosso bastone mortifica il tuo troione
In azione per dare il peggio
Rempiamo di simboli satanici il campeggio
Metal come gli Slayer, mascherato come Myers
Il giorno del massacro è vicino
E tu cretino fammi un grosso bocchino!
Aaah!
Don’t fuck with Truceklan you gay ass motherfucker…
Lyrics translation
Se! Metal Carter with crack
He comes out of the graves at night (breaks you!)
Shove a trick and track up your ass
He spits in your face and offends you (offends you!)
Uncover the grave the hand
Scrape the ground flat flat
Insane lair of thoughts
TruceBoys spits blood today like yesterday
Call the psychiatrist. analyze this sick shit.
Frosty atmosphere, Broken Head
Drops in the Orange
Victim sacrificed
Under the influence of the drug
You dare not die
Live to know but know how to distinguish
And make you stand out
They just want to get you confused, infuse
Insecurity shoved in the ass the capezza
Catch this crack and feel that rag
Your idols are only worldly
In my folly you can find wisdom
The roughness of the sound makes you bang your head
My anti-gangsta gang lowers your Ridge
Look at the faces of the dead at the window
We decide when the party ends! SE!
His mother is going crazy, and falling apart (woo!)
Metal Carter is not giving a fuck!
His father is going crazy
Carter is the most cracked on the streets
You better watch your back!
Carter goes out at night with cockroaches in his mouth
Late night ronda
To devastate the neighborhood
Black fangs
Sprouting instead of teeth
TruceKlan psycho-delinquents
Forward forward
They give something more
Honor to the crew!
It's a hideous rendezvous
To you for you with squalor
A whole journey into the dimension mourning
Big stick mortifies your slut
In action to give the worst
Let's get Satanic symbols on the campsite
Metal as Slayers, disguised as Myers
The day of the massacre is near
And you idiot give me a big mouth!
Aaah!
Don't fuck with Truceklan you gay ass motherfucker…