Genius English Translations
Marracash - BODY PARTS - I denti (English translation)
[Intro]
Marracash
I have to stretch out the cellophane first

[Verse 1]
District 6, Barona, bro, South Milan (South)
Come here, they will even steal your tattoos (Rrah)
We're fairy-tale monsters, Babadook
We evaluate if you are serious or a snitch, we don't watch the look (Ah)
Come here in person, come here vis-à-vis (Yes)
Ask about "Persona", that's my new CD ('D)
After you listen to it you're like: "Holy shit
How come it costs as much as other CDs, that only has hits?" (How come?)
The flow makes holes in your head, like whales (Yeah)
I left you alone, look at what happened (Yeah)
Civil War of rappers: Thaurus and Machete
I am like Switzerland, that is rich and where you can be good (Yeah)
I am a canvas, bro, in a gallery
Like the Dead Christ, Mantegna
I'm on a Defender in Kenya
With Miss Hottest Italian singer, ah

[Interlude]
Yeah, it looks like the more I tell them to go fuck themselves, the more they look for me, because it's my rebellion that they want to sell
I go out with no bodyguard: my friends are my bodyguards, respect is my bodyguard, what I wrote is my bodyguard
Marracash (Persona)

[Verse 2]
I am insecure, I don't accept myself
Without proving something to nobody, bro, except to myself (Except to myself)
I almost sing as well as I rap
As if there was Marracash featuring Marracash (Marracash)
My dick stands up, like "Nice to meet you"
My nerve tenses damaged by a bitch, screw Me Too (Me Too)
21 grams of soul, Inarritu
1 kilogram and a half of brain, 130 IQ (IQ)
Ice in my eyes, brother, warm blood (Uh)
I look for the heart of the problem, in order to stab it (Ah)
I remove my skin like in Rock DJ, Robbie Williams
Lungs on the radio, brother, on air (On air)
The nights in the neighborhood, the skeleton is the faith
The curses are prayers
I see lots of cringe stuff, only good for memes
My stomach tightens when I see my bros in jail (Amen)
Forgive my ego at the top of Spotify (Top)
You want to eat my liver, but you don't even try (Nah)
I always grid my teeth, but I don't wear a bite (Wear a bite)
Iron muscles, idiot, Iron Mike (Uh)
It's always a matter of money
Delete the rest of the conversation (Bye)
Then get out, yes, of my sight
If you have any self-preservation instinct

[Outro]
You pursue an impossible dream, that's your agony. You want to be, not to seem to be. But there's an abyss between what you are for others and for yourself, and this gives you a vertigo because of the fear of getting exposed, analyzed, dissected. Because every word is a lie, every smile is a smirk, and every gesture is a falsity