Yamba – 2madri

Yamba 2madri

Yamba – 2madri Lyrics

Artist: Yamba
Song: 2madri

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Pochi minuti prima delle due
Ho scordato il suo nome ma siamo stati da Dio
All’ultima via di questo quartiere non c’è luce

Ma ho scelto questa vita per tenere l’equilibrio
Ok, troppe, non sono gratis eh
Faccia da bimbo cresciuto con due madri
Non ho mai fatto un giro sopra le tue stronzate

Sai che non vendo amici a uno squalo di mare
A uno squalo di uh, uh
Ma non farti ingannare dai social
A me non mi vedi più

Accade qualcosa, non parlo
Non sei davvero al verde se non ti stai impegnando
Le stanze piene di gente, le promеsse che ho fatto
Ah, la b#tch è ski’, skinny come Chiara Fеrragni

Questo non è Percocet, ho imparato sui palchi
Nessuno vola così, jet apre le ali
Sono ancora in cima, mangiamo riso basmati
Ho visto le porte del suicidio come quelle di casa

Ma non era casa, era solo una brutta strada
Per sapere su di me chiedi all’ultimo palazzo
Ora sento ciò che ho dentro, piove su tutt’Italia
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2madri Lyrics – English Translation

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A few minutes before the two
I forgot the name of him but we were from God
There is no light at the last street of this neighborhood

But I chose this life to keep the balance
Ok, too many, I’m not free eh
Bimbo face raised with two mothers
I’ve never spent a ride over your b#llsh#t

You know I don’t sell friends at a sea shark
To a shark of uh, uh
But don’t be fooled by social media
You don’t see me more

Something happens, I don’t speak
You are not really green if you are not working on
The rooms full of people, the promises that I did
Ah, the b#tch is ski ‘, skinny as clear fеrragli

This is not Percocet, I learned about the stages
No one flies like this, jet opens the wings
I’m still at the top, we eat basmati rice
I saw the doors of suicide like those of the house

But it wasn’t home, it was just a bad way
To find out about me, ask the last palace
Now I feel what I have inside, it rains on all of Italy
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Yamba Lyrics – 2madri

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Release Year: 2021