#fabio musta

[psiedoll]

...perché si dice che a letto tutto è concesso, ma l’amore è rispetto.

[your-phun-uncle]

Open up your eyes

[your-phun-uncle]

You a hassa

[guedado]

Nuovo video con Hunt e Clementino

Domani e dopo domani faccio le riprese del nuovo video di Rocco Hunt feat Clementino

[snowandlights]

qualche amico per fare nottata dieci Camel per mandare il tempo in fumo e per non essere l’ennesimo nessuno che vive alla giornata e che raschia dal barile, amore e odio sono alla portata la linea che li separa è sempre meno marcata è sempre più sottile di quando l’ho tracciata nel centro del freddo il ricordo mi avvolge ed è chiaro che scarto l’amaro e questo gelo si fa dolce come quando te ne vai e ritorni sempre più forte

[nightlylyrics]

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Siren sounds. Our kids dead on the ground. Arms bodies cash and drugs are found. It ain't no big thing, the daily routine Just another actor in this homicide scene. Flat jackets and guns they call machine. Got no heart some are sweet like jelly beans. Full grown men school underage teens And blood thirsty killers empty their magazines. Shorties on the corner bump whites and greens And if you ain't down then fuck your team. See all over the world the streets is me Like a brick through a window Straight bullets shattered dreams. Watch your homies and watch them themes I only know 'cause all the shit I've seen. If you get your hands dirty they probably won't come clean So if you shoot aim high if you know what I mean. Open up they eyes. Open up they eyes. Open up they eyes and see through the lies. Gangstas clap A man's dead on his back. Four in his chest and three in his cap. It ain't no mystery just check his history How he was brought up with a ghetto mentality. See when you're poor you learn a different psychology Lyin' and cheatin' is part of your philosophy. Vital for survival or the next stop's entropy. Flunked out of school but real good at math and chemistry. All gangster's go to jail or die eventually And everybody in the hood's a victim, potentially. Hard times make it hard to get your mental free. Livin' past 21 becomes your goal essentially. Most of the men in prison in my family tree Cause it's 25 to life when you miss strike three. So try to break free G take it from me Whether you come from South Brooklyn or the South of Italy.

That's what's up. Jeru The Damaja, father your monster. From Brooklyn to South Italy. Trying to put some jewels on your dome It ain't all about cars, money, jewelry, status. I mean it's nice to have nice things, But that's not what life is all about.