LA PINA - Stessa Gente

Added at 2007-07-22 11:39:08
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(feat. Al' Tariq, Rival, Sean Black, Torch)

[Rival]
Si c'est þa l'Úvolution, allez tous vous faire enculer
Un petit pas de l'homme pour un grand Úcrasement de l'humanitÚ
En battage dans le flou total, et
Apparamment ni religion ni morale ne peuvent nous Úclairer
J'en suis s¹r, j'suis pas le seul Ó voir des anges tombÚs
Quoi, le futur? Regard dÚjÓ combien de martyrs Ó cÚder
Un titre mondial, un nouvel ordre se mobilisait
Parce que þa se passe aujourd'hui
Et qu'on est tous concernÚs
Si en rappant moins je vous fais danser
J'ÚspÞre que ce sera sur les tombes des Úlus
Danse, danse dÚmo, la rÚvolution siffle dans la rue
Comment oublier Ó chaque fois ma conscience m'interpelle
J'suis ce type, cette Útincelle qui met le feu au poudre
Ma bouche fait trop de dÚgats? Viens donc me la coudre
Tu conna¯tra de toute faþon plus jamais le calme
Oeil pour oeil, drame pour drame, soldats et vous et corps et Ômes
De l'plateau au plat pays la vision est la mÛme
(CNN) Mixmen (Sta roba Þ nostra)
De l'plateau au plat pays la vision est la mÛme
(Al'mic l'Italia) la Belgique (and we don't stop)

[La Pina]
Difetti di fabbricazione in una produzione in serie
Gente Guasta devasta s'incastra, c'ha lo stesso sangue nelle arterie
Tutti nella stessa mischia colla stessa fotta per le sturie
Il karma mio s'impasta difficilmente agli ingredienti fastidiosi
Tanti stili, quanti sono gli stilosi
Ma io faccio solo con gli miei amici
Potresti averci il meglio stilo al mondo
Ma guarda casa il meglio ce l'ho attorno
Uno per la mia famiglia
Due per la Connessione
Tre per il Soul Kingdom, spingo
Travolgo come El Ni±o e faccio presto
C'era un Italiana, un Marocchino
Due Americani e un Tedesco

Hehe
Lo sai quella che c'era
Un Italiana, un Marocchino
Due Americani e un Tedesco

[Sean Black]
(Hey yo, talk about them cats)
Look, when I'm bombed out, right, and my mind get deep
I start to think about the gang and this shit they do when they creep
This gang is trained for war, licensed to kill
Carry armor and shields that make them feel real
Like for instance if you walkin down the street feelin blasted
Say the wrong thing and you can legally get your ass kicked
There's mad shit this gang do that's overlooked
And you wonder why when they come around we be shook?
Fuck crooks, they worse than navy seals in Vietnam
Kidnappin you for brew and smackin niggas up for traum
It's wild, but they been doin this for a while
Confuse your candy bar for heat, shoot you and not stand trial
They just take it and smile, believe me, if they could
They would shut down every hood like shit was all good
They the largest gang in the world controllin the streets
They the muthafuckin beast better known as police

[Al' Tariq]
Now dig on this, the great one got this fist that's black
But the twist is the one fuckin truth we all miss
Whether negro O-Dog, Italiano Donnie Brasco
Muslim Saddam or just that redneck rascal
Pico-trained, we all the same on the inner
You good you meet your maker, burn in hell if you'se a sinner
Get thinner from AIDS, all blood is red if you get blade, slices
My mic's the nicest, we all got vices
Devices like religion bring divison
Separate the millions to racist group of millions
We kill on over land that's everybody's
If Allah was here now he would say (that's everybody's)
So let's party, make it caliente, stessa gente
Un solo core (yeah yeah) solo amore
Al' Tariq, y'all, stesso sangue, stesso padre
Un fratello - from another madre

[Torch]
Wenn die Gondeln Trauer tragen und die Geigen mich fortziehen
In die Tiefen meiner Vision, wo jedes Wort schien
Wie die Sonne in den Fenstern vom Mailõnder Dom
Die blitzenden Schwerter der Goten-Pl³nderung von Rom
Lass mich fliessen wie der Regen von Sumatra
Die Ufer des Blauen Nils, das Reich der Cleopatra
Mein Sound kõmpft gegen das System wie Zulu Mussa gegen Pharao
Brennender Pfeil, mein Style Cherokee und Navaho
(Erheb mich aus dem Sumpf) und werd Rap-star
Glõnz wie die gl³henden Gipfel der Alpen, die Hannibal sah
Elefanten stapfen durch den eiskalten Schnee
Babylon wird brennen, Torch rockt das Mikro wie eh und je
Verfolg die Spur zur³ck von Italien bis nach China
Mixmen, Marco Polo, Otierre und La Pina
Al' Tariq, Sean Black, CNN und mein Mann Toni L
(Der Pate) Also wart