Sean Poly - Solo

Vruum

Wannabe fanno rap, penso novellini
C' hanno i tic tipo tek, poverini
Sopra un beat sento te, ma come rimi?
Peso king, dentro al rap mancan nove kili
È tutta scena
Sti programmi troppo sbatti e intanto
Poly grema
Quali grammy voglio i grammi
Si per far la crema
Ho fatto i danni in sti palazzi
Ma mai vista nera
Ed ora ho bombe in mano nella bombonera
Sembro un niño lindo, ma son il peggio hijo de puta
Io combatto come Kimbo, mai cercata via di fuga
Son sdraiato fumo indoor, mentre lei mi fa le fusa
Ma il giorno dopo scappo rapido, Barracuda

(vruum, vruum)
Motori nelle zone, corrono e fanno rumore
Pastiglie e freno motore
(vruum, vruum)
Le strisce non da ruote, il fumo non di copertone
E schiaccio l' accelleratore

Vruum, vruum, vruum, vruum
Vruum, vruum, vruum, vruum
Vruum, vruum, vruum, vruum
Vruum, vruum, vruum, vruum

Credits
Writer(s): Paolo Zakhary
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link

Other Album Tracks

All Album Tracks: Solo >

Altri album

All Albums of Sean Poly >

Rockol

Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.

Feedback

Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.