Sting & Police

Sting & Police - Consider Me Gone lyrics

Yo what’s up paisa’, what u think am i fuckin stupid?

gangsta this e gangsta that e poi vi spagnati u vi lavati

a facci cu l’acqua frisca a matina… c’mon testa i mischia!

this joint is dedicated to all italian american people right there

calabres italo dialecto, canzuni i l’asprumunti

i understand, you lost again

listen passengers, we’re messengers ca scarpina

forget about it compari e dassa a gutti china yo!

mangia pastina,ca u culu poi si spana

voi u ‘rrivi a domatina man? u got respect the words of honor

shit is heavy bullets in the loader,

sette e sessantacinque if u wanna cross the border

gimme my loot cuz my part is just a quarter that’s the code of the street, don’t u like? torna a scola!

omu i gissu ti vidu troppu o spissu, this and that,chissà e chistu

tu dassu o crucifissu, sutta nu fagu

is worst than in kabul,

fuck around with trouble,

mi dasti troppu spagu,agenti!

u wanna license? quali patenti!

eu non sacciu nenti, ti interru se ti penti

this ain’t no fiction no fantasy like quentin

ya lookin’ for pacino cu stecchinu ammenz’e’ denti?

is for my people, cristiani d’ogni tipu,

from africu to vibu, wanna buy me for a nickel?

stakes is higher, yo ass is under fire,

we flippin’out ya mind and your father say:mannaia!

that’s reality no soprano comedy,

rhymes in higher quality,

non ti piaci sparati, ora preparati u gotta time to spend to?

e pagami u café’ ca parru ieu cu collocamentu

ok go with the next one

e quandu parru forzi vui non capisciti

e non guardati a me mugghieri cuz i know she’s lookin pretty

a madonna u vi perduna pe minchiati chi faciti

mister turi is in your town and got the sound ill amici puliti

so tell me who the fuck is the boss of your city

siti storti e ribusciati pe cazzati chi diciti

volivuvu sparati e poi inchiodati nte’ pariti

cu du botti a pallettoni e poi si llordanu i vestiti

u put the water on your fake plastic pistol

mentri eu mentu cori quando cantu e fazzu chistu

ti senti professori just because ya drinkin cristal

ieu mbivu vinu russu comu u sangu i gesu’ cristu

so keep it real pe’ figghioli i l’asprumunti

chi collani i quattru chilli e poi nte mani cincu punti

e forzi e megghiu ca ti fai na para i cunti

tu voi merda nte mutanti e poi nu bucu supa a frunti!

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