Reborn - Rap Version

Ehy Kato
I swear I can't stop listening to this man
So hypnotic

Am I taking the risk, feuding like a rap diss?
Do I feel like I got enemies?
Are they grinding their teeth? Can I feel their death wish?
All I think it's so much more than this
I was buried alive, saw that fire arise
Let it grow

Wait
Feeling like the monster is ready for the slaughter now
Hey
Don't know where it has been, was it there playing in and out?
I'm telling you that finally I got tricks to spit out, easily coming out
I have a war to carry on, I have the world to reach out to

'Cause I tried, pleasing society, having a day job
And I tried, forgetting the weight of my ambition
I'm not a normal person
I'm slave to the venom, it's more than passion
I can't relate, music is the landscape when you wish to escape
During your detention

Penso che lei era mia, sclero tipo in terapia
Venti caffè all'ora sino a sera e allora sera sia
Cerco ancora la mia vera via, Norrin Radd
Ma senza telepatia
Contro stress e mal di pancia tipo celiachia
La speranza alta come la duna che c'è lì a Chia
Testa bloccata tipo sciatalgia
L'arte resta la mia arma contro l'apatia, la mia farmacia

Vari demoni che mi inquinano l'anima, più di una scoria
Giocano mani di memory con immagini dalla storia mia
Fail, may-day, avaria, wait, Mary Jane, così sia,
Sto tra il volersi bene e il farsi male,
O inseguo le sirene o sego le catene per volare, amen
Am I taking the risk, feuding like a rap diss?
Do I feel like I got enemies?
Are they grinding their teeth? Can I feel their death wish?
All I think it's so much more than this
I was buried alive, saw that fire arise
Let it grow

Can't wait for this flame again
Can't stay with these fake new friends
I got all my demons to chase
Can't stay still or I'll be late
Like water can't remain on a hilly space
Fools, livin' for a wage, diggin' their grave, sealing their fate

Shitty grey days, I feel they're better
Spittin rage straight to write a letter
Write a book, write an essay,
Serving my life on a tray
Words are not enough to communicate my aim
So that's what I make
Feeling lost
Feeling brave
Feeling love
Feeling hate

Am I taking the risk, feuding like a rap diss?
Do I feel like I got enemies?
Are they grinding their teeth? Can I feel their death wish?
All I think it's so much more than this
I was buried alive, saw that fire arise
Let it grow



Credits
Writer(s): Marco Porra
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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