LUNA STORTA Lyrics (English Translation) – Emis Killa

Read the full LUNA STORTA (English Translation) lyrics by Emis Killa along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Emis Killa’s music, you can also explore PHRATE and STAILA, two other songs by Emis Killa.

[Verse 1]
What I say shocks you, what I think is worse
With that face, you’re sure to always find parking (Ah ah ah)
I want to die old and fat, squandering money recklessly (Bling)
Fu*king a thirty-year-old like Ezio Greggio
Fu*k the mayor, fu*k the media
I hate hypocrisy, the police, the fake reality of this bulls*it
I can’t stand this girl, she gives everyone dirty looks
She acts like Dua Lipa and should get some liposuction
Bro, I wanted to clean up my act, I failed (Ah)
I only have friends in jail or on the road to Carlito’s Way (Ah)
Maybe it’s because when I was a child my idol wasn’t a sportsman but a fu*king bandit (Rrah)

Hanging around with thugs like Liga, some nights you hear gunshots
They call the cops (Uh uh), but Brumotti arrives (Brr), John Gotti of this stuff
Since my mom’s bank account was in the red and you were still s*itting your pants

[Chorus]
I have the truth in my mouth (Oh) and I never feel guilty (Nah nah)
I always wake up on the wrong side of the bed
To hell with common sense, because life is too short
It’s the middle of the night (Oh), I have the cops outside the door (Brr)
But I’ll get away with it this time too (Go)
Even after the turning point, my dirty face doesn’t change, yeah

[Verse 2]
This month, two hundred more above ground level
Don’t talk if you’re a piece of s*it at twenty (Shh)
Money goes to your head so stay sober
Because here they’ll throw a party for you but it’s not your wedding
At the table with the devil, bro, it’s normal
I don’t believe in Jesus Christ, I believe more in Santa Claus (Ah, ah)
My head is in the right place but alas I’m with the real crazy ones
Guys who are out forever like Natale and Mary
This girl’s mood fluctuates like the… Swings
I’m writing to you that it’s dawn (Brr), but in the end, even if she’s tired, she comes
She wants a fairytale life and how well it suits her
I’ll have s*x with her while she’s sleeping to wake her up like Snow White (Ah ah ah)

Revenge has a thousand faces, I learned that in the streets
There are those who smash your head and those who smash your girl (Oh)
There are those who puncture your tires, those who puncture your legs
And I would do both to you

[Chorus]
I have the truth in my mouth (Oh) and I never feel guilty (Nah nah)
I always wake up on the wrong side of the bed
To hell with common sense, because life is too short
It’s the middle of the night (Oh), I have cops outside the door (Brr)
But I’ll get away with it this time too (Go)
Even after the turning point, my dirty face doesn’t change, yeah

[Verse 3]
I’m still unfiltered like old people’s cigarettes
She has nothing in her head, only Gucci and Benz, like me with Veggie (Uh)
You want to make people laugh but you don’t make them laugh
You get on my nerves like the funny Lauro with Geppi
Don’t come to concerts if you watch them from your iPhone (Brr)
You were born yesterday and you’re already not getting emotional like a cyborg
Don’t judge others like a layman does
You don’t do drügs but you stink of s*it with that IQOS (Ah ah ah)
I’m not Michael, but if I see cops I walk backwards (Uh uh)
And I pray to God like on the Camino de Santiago
Sad and carefree like a folk song
Everything always ends at the best part like a song without a chorus