Luca Brassi10x & Yzomandias – Môj život

Luca Brassi10x & Yzomandias – Môj život Lyrics

Artist: Luca Brassi10x & Yzomandias
Song: Môj život

Fuego má ice
Vieš čo sa teraz stane more
Povstane temný pán, yeah
Yeah

Môj život je hudba, za sebou hood mám
Nejeden raz od chrbta došla kudla (Došla kudla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Neurobia mukla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Ne)

Môj život je hudba, za sebou hood mám (Za sebou hood mám)
Nejeden raz od chrbta došla kudla (Došla kudla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Neurobia mukla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Ne)

Párkrát som to skoro neprežil, no došiel som až sem
To, že skončím v pekle, to dávno viem (A mám to v piči)
A mám to v piči, more, v pekle som už bol
Sypem do tej rany biely prach, neni to sol

Yeah, mám piči čo je trendy (Mám piči)
Nefotím si teplé selfie (p#ss#boys)
O dva kroky dopredu jak Thomas Shelby
Nechcel by si byť v mojej koži, ver mi

Yeah, neviem či by si to ustál
Naživo každý z vás len drží piču a usta (Drží piču)
No na internete je každý milionár mafián
Za sekundu ťa prečítame ako šlabikár

Nerobím hudbu pre hlúpe kurvy (Pre hlúpe kurvy)
So zlomeným srdcom (Nikdy)
Robím hudbu týchto ulíc (Týchto ulíc)
Robím ju srdcom

Môj život je hudba, za sebou hood mám
Nejeden raz od chrbta došla kudla (Došla kudla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Neurobia mukla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Ne)

Môj život je hudba, za sebou hood mám (Za sebou hood mám)
Nejeden raz od chrbta došla kudla (Došla kudla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Neurobia mukla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Ne)

Yzo, na sobě Prada a ne Diesel (Gas)
Slyšel jsem tvůj track, se mi zvedl kýbl (Fuj)
V kapse nůž, meč na ramenu, v zádech dýky (f#ck off)
ACAB – nikdy nemluv s fízlem

Tvůj gender je mrkev, já se identifikuju jako vlk (Grr)
Srát na slávu, my chcem prachy jak ropnej vrt (Vrt)
Prachy jak krtek a Benz, co dělá skrt (Skrt)
Dělá skrt, dělá skrt, dělá skrt, dělá vroom – hluk

Mariani vejf#k
Vydává fakt zlej zvuk, pull up na tvůj blok
Pálim kush, pull up, pálim kush – si dej šluk
Ale nenuť mě bejt zlej kluk

Nenuť mě bejt zlej kluk
Antikrist je zpět, vítej doma – 666 (Amen)
No more pokora – dneska budou lítat slaps (Bude zle)
Až zmrdi půjdou dolu, budu koukat shora

Má duše neni na prodej, zmrde, nemůžeš si mě koupit
Ring za čtvrt koule a krk ledovej jak kroupy (Icy)
Na bytě škola kouzel, ale sem nemůžete přestoupit (No, no)
Zákaz vstupu krysám a dovnitř jen bez phonu (Crrr)

Nesaju sajrajt (Boy), saju right (Right)
Kid Cudi – Day ‘N’ Nite, chvíli jsem byl čistej, teď zas high
Čeká na nás valhalla i hell (Luca?)
Kde je kurva plug, kde je dodavatel?!

Môj život je hudba, za sebou hood mám
Nejeden raz od chrbta došla kudla (Došla kudla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Neurobia mukla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Ne)

Môj život je hudba, za sebou hood mám (Za sebou hood mám)
Nejeden raz od chrbta došla kudla (Došla kudla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Neurobia mukla)
Aj tak zo mňa nikdy neurobia mukla (Ne)
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Môj život Lyrics – English Translation

Fuego has Ice
You know what will happen to the sea now
The Dark Lord will rise, yeah
Yeah

My life is music, Hood I have
Many once from the back of the kudla (Kudla ran out)
Anyway, they never make a muffle out of me (they don’t make muffles)
Anyway they will never make me mukla (not)

My life is music, Hood I have (behind Hood I have)
Many once from the back of the kudla (Kudla ran out)
Anyway, they never make a muffle out of me (they don’t make muffles)
Anyway they will never make me mukla (not)

I almost didn’t survive a few times, but I ran up to here
I end up in hell, I know it a long time (and I have it in a p#ss#)
And I have it in a p#ss#, the sea, in hell I was already
I pour in that wound white dust, it’s not salt

Yeah, i have p#ss# what is trendy (i have p#ss#)
I’m not taking pictures of warm selfie (p#ss#boys)
Two steps ahead as Thomas Shelby
You wouldn’t want to be in my skin, believe me

Yeah, I don’t know if you would stop
Live each of you just holds a p#ss# and usta (holds a p#ss#)
Well on the Internet is every millionaire mafioso
We will read you in a second as a syllabus

I don’t make music for stupid f#cks (for stupid f#cks)
With a broken heart (never)
I do the music of these streets (these streets)
I make her heart

My life is music, Hood I have
Many once from the back of the kudla (Kudla ran out)
Anyway, they never make a muffle out of me (they don’t make muffles)
Anyway they will never make me mukla (not)

My life is music, Hood I have (behind Hood I have)
Many once from the back of the kudla (Kudla ran out)
Anyway, they never make a muffle out of me (they don’t make muffles)
Anyway they will never make me mukla (not)

Yzo, on the reindeer prada and no diesel (gas)
I have slyšel you are a track, he lifted me a bucket (fuj)
In a pocket of nůž, sword on the shoulder, in the dagger’s dagger (f#ck off)
ACAB – Never Beluv with Fízlem

Tvůj gender is a carrot, they are identified as a wolf (grr)
Ohm to glory, we want the money like an oil well (borehole)
Dust as a mole and bez, what is the Skrt (SKRT)
SKRT, SKRT, Děl Skrt, Děla Viroom – noise

Mariani Vejf#k
It makes a really bad sound, Pull up on the TV block
I burn Kush, Pull up, I burn Kush – you plot
But don’t get me a bad boy

Do not bite me base a bad boy
Antichrist is a hinge, seeing at home – 666 (amen)
Well a sea of ​​humility – today will be ltitat slas (will be wrong)
Up to the dusty down my way down, I will bake the sho

Has souls are not on the f#ck, dusty, you can’t get me a coach
Ring behind the church of the Koule and the neck of the Leda as Kroupy (Icy)
At the apartment school kouzel, but here you can not prypit (well, no)
Prohibition of entry of rat and donate Jen without Phon (CRRR)

NOJAJI SAJIJT (BOY), SAJU RIGHT (RIGHT)
Kid Cudi – Day ‘N’ Nite, I have been clean for a while, but again High
Číká at us Valhalla I Hell (Luca?)
Where is the f#cking plug, where is the supplier?!

My life is music, Hood I have
Many once from the back of the kudla (Kudla ran out)
Anyway, they never make a muffle out of me (they don’t make muffles)
Anyway they will never make me mukla (not)

My life is music, Hood I have (behind Hood I have)
Many once from the back of the kudla (Kudla ran out)
Anyway, they never make a muffle out of me (they don’t make muffles)
Anyway they will never make me mukla (not)
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Luca Brassi10x & Yzomandias Lyrics – Môj život

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Release Year: 2022