Massimo Pericolo Sarabamba Lyrics English Translation

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There is no need to talk if the facts speak for themselves

There's no need to shoot if they honor their agreements

I use these rappers as bags

With gold records I do the breaks

I want just one like Tony, how toned she is

My woman is money, her name is Moneyca

I have the ace up my sleeve, mhm

I have so much substance that it doesn't pass through the Channel

The channel between, in the gym with Mohamed

I'll open your head like a toilet

I'll break you with a wafer

Fool you wage war against the Lutwaffe

Censor me this shit like anime

I close two bars, I close two coffins

After this feat the scene disappears

Every bitch wants to fuck

I was serious for two years

And I did two years

That's all these dads remember

Super g, you lose

You have the stick, not the stick

If I fail you fail

Why eat my leftovers bitch

The only cash you've ever flexed is your father's

The only pussy you've screwed is your mother's

I've been rhyming since you were a hole in the condom

Life is a finger in the ass, but I have a prostate orgasm

Offenses bro, they're not enough to be a legend

My shit is real your shit is real, yo bitch

There is no need to talk if the facts speak for themselves

There's no need to shoot if they honor their agreements

I use these rappers as bags

With gold records I do the breaks

There is no need to talk if the facts speak for themselves

There's no need to shoot if they honor their agreements

I use these rappers as bags

I play with gold records

Your bitch is so ugly I put a chador on her

Even if poor crista is Christian like Dior

I'm so out it looks like I smoked shaboo

I made three records in two years, chapeau

In business I'm a heavyweight, yes without gloves

And on the beat I'll break your case, a boo like Banton

Frontkick Van Damme, I won at Sarabamba

This lavender pussy, I'll fuck you like Sampa

You can't steal my flow, my stylo

Like Lupine the heart of Fujiko

You are fake rich

I'm Steven Seagal, smoking a cigarette

Out the sisal point, and he lands you with aikido

My life is true, it's not strategy, it's not marketing

I would be El Chapo if Italian rap was drug trafficking

Don't talk to me if you've never done them

On stages or with packages

I'm crazy like crazy

You can't beat me with badmen

There is no need to talk if the facts speak for themselves

There's no need to shoot if they honor their agreements

I use these rappers as bags

With gold records I do the breaks

There is no need to talk if the facts speak for themselves

There's no need to shoot if they honor their agreements

I use these rappers as bags

I play with gold records

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