Ancora Tra Lyrics (English Translation) – Paky

Read the full Ancora Tra (English Translation) lyrics by Paky along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Paky’s music, you can also explore I Soldi Parlano and Flusso Di Coscienza – Interlude, two other songs by Paky.

[Verse 1: Paky]
I’m still caught up in (Ah) a thousand legal troubles
I still have brothers (Ah) locked up in penitentiaries
Outside, they have children who have become fathers
While the years have passed (Ah)
I got a new trinket
Belt, Zanotti shoes in crocodile leather
Christ gave me two hands, now one finger is enough
To send back to Him anyone who betrayed me
You’re either a follower or an enemy (Pow, pow, pow)
If I get out of one vehicle, it’s to get into another
So that whoever follows us doesn’t even know which car we’re in (Wow, wow)
I crossed glances with those who pissed me off
No one ever said, “Ah,” they always lowered their heads
Merchandise wrapped in cellophane
For people like me down here, only the sky remains, bro
Sometimes not even that
If you have to shoot me, a$\, take the gun and do it now
Not when I turn my back

[Chorus: Shiva]
I’m still caught up in
Inspections, imprisonments, sorry, mom
What I want, I’ve only done half of it
I pray to a god I don’t know if he listens to me
While I feel that this life is getting shorter
You know, bro
I’m not the same as I was a few years ago
This s*it goes much further than rap
So hate me or love me
But, if you want to stop me, shoot me

[Verse 2: Baby Gang]
I’m still among lawyers and magistrates
Still among the disadvantaged neighborhoods (Eh)
I’m within these walls, God, forgive my sins
Is the problem me or are the problems the others who don’t know

How many shots will be fired just on New Year’s Eve?
I have a blacklist, and also a whitelist
No bladed weapons thanks to my heart, which is pure
Everyone and everything was blowing up (Yeah)
I live like Scarface, but I’m not Montana
I wear a balaclava on my face, I hate those who shoot
I want to shoot the enemy, (??) my friend
So whatever happens, whoever I meet first on the street
Whoever I meet first, “pow, pow,” goodbye
Two .9 caliber and bye, bye, analyze the lyrics
Trust me, I’m not like the others (??), I travel on public transport
And when I pass by, you say: “Wow, wow, who are these guys?”

[Chorus: Shiva]
I’m still among
Inspections, imprisonments, sorry, mom
What I want, I’ve only done half of it
I pray to a god I don’t know if he listens to me
While I feel that this life is getting shorter
You know, bro
I’m not the same as I was a few years ago
This s*it goes much further than rap
So hate me or love me
But if you want to stop me, shoot me

[Outro: Shiva]
Who are you? Where are you? How much do you want? Ah
Who are you? Where are you? How much do you want? Ah
Who are you? Where are you? How much do you want? Ah
How much do you want? Ah, how much do you want? Ah
Who are you? Where are you? How much do you want? Ah
Who are you? Where are you? How much do you want? Ah
Who are you? Where are you? How much do you want? Ah
How much do you want? Ah, how much do you want? Ah