BODY PARTS - i denti [English translation]
BODY PARTS - i denti [English translation]
Marracash
I need to lay down the cellophane first
Zone 6, Barona, bro, South Milan
Come over, they’ll take your tattoos off too
We’re the monsters in the fairytales,
Babadook
We evaluate if you’re serious or infamous, won’t care of your look
Come in person, come face-to-face
Ask about Persona, that’s the new CD
After you listen to it you say,
“Holy shit
How can it cost like the others even if it only has hits?”
(How is that?)
Flow digs holes on heads like whales
I left you alone, look at what happens
Rap’s Civil War is Thaurus and Machete
I am Switzerland, that is rich and where it’s nice
I’m on a canvas, bro, in an art gallery
Like the Lamentation of Christ, Mantegna
I’m on a Defender in Kenya
With the miss hottest Italian singer
Yeah, it seems like the more I tell them to fuck off the more they search for me
Because it’s my rebellion that they want to sell
I move around without bodyguards
My friends are the bodyguard
Respect is the bodyguard
What I wrote is the bodyguard
Marracash (Persona)
I’m an insecure, I don’t accept me
Without proving to anyone, bro, except for me
I can sing almost as good as I rap
Like there was Marracash featuring Marracash
(Marracash)
My dick’s standing up like “nice to meet you”
My nerves are shot and injured by a bitch, different from Me Too
Twenty one grams of soul, Iñárritu
One kilo and a half of brain,
130 IQ
Ice in my look, bro, warm blood
I look for the heart of the problem to stab it
I take my skin off like in Rock Dj, Robbie Williams
My lungs on the radio, bro, on air
The nights in the block, my skeleton and my faith
The blasphemies and the prayers
I see cringe stuff only good for memes
My stomach churns when I see the bros in chains
(Amen)
Forgive my ego at the top of Spotify
You want to eat my liver, but you don’t do it
I always grit my teeth, but I don’t wear the bite
Iron muscles, fool, Iron Mike
It’s always a matter of money
Delete the rest of the conversation
Then get off, yeah, of my eyes
If you own self-preservation
“I understand, all right. The hopeless dream of being - not seeming, but being. At every waking moment, alert. The gulf between what you are with others and what you are alone. The vertigo and the constant hunger to be exposed, to be seen through, perhaps even wiped out. Every inflection and every gesture a lie, every smile a grimace”
- Artist:Marracash
- Album:Persona (2019)