ROBB STARK Lyrics (English Translation) – Emis Killa

Read the full ROBB STARK (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 CALDA and MAMA, two other songs by Emis Killa.

[Intro: Emis Killa]
Hey, hey, hey
Yah

[Verse 1: Emis Killa]
I learned it as a kid (Ah), from being a criminal like in a novel (Rrah)
Bro, you pretend to be a good guy (Ah)
In your songs you act crazy, on social media you say “I’ll kill you”
Then you run into me and betray your girlfriend, because you suck my d!ck
I stay on the streets, I don’t read the newspapers
Bro, I’d headbutt the journalists like Spada
You want fame? (Ah) I have nothing, I want to chill

Then make thirty million and then disappear from the radar
I can’t stand them anymore, fake reels on TikTok
YouTube opinion leaders, your opinion is worth four views
Feminist on OnlyFans talks about seriousness
But until two nights ago, she was sucking d!ck to the whole Serie A
Ah, s*itty life, you leave the street but then it’s the street that looks for you
I wanted to clean myself up, I almost ended up in jail (Brr)
Without Sanremo, without the summer hit, imagine what a mess

[Chorus: Emis Killa & Salmo]
I have everything in my pocket except money (Cash)
I have a gold chain like Geordie (Uh)
On the street, the police stop us (Uh uh)
They strip us like in Full Monty (Ah)
Before being a pop star, I slept in the station like a homeless person (Uh)
Grown up among wolves like Rob Stark (Uh)
So you can’t fool me, I spot the snitches from their eyes (Ah, yah)

[Verse 2: Salmo]
Just thinking about it makes me tremble like a joystick
I’ve always had toxic relationships with drügs
Here the music makes less noise than gossip
You’d better do at least six months of CrossFit (Ah)
In the afternoon the sky is gray, I have red eyes (Yes)
I count these bills uncomfortably among the big shots (Yes)

Group photo, I remember with blurry close-ups
Smoking under the bed with the monsters
Yaoh I look through you like it’s nothing
My spirit (??) Pentecost
Red wine, Pater Noster, follows the sun setting on the coast
I fought with life as if it were a man
Tonight I’ll stare at the ceiling with one eye
“So far so good” like La Haine
I’ll call you back tomorrow when I’m sober

[Chorus: Emis Killa]
I have everything in my pocket except money (Cash)
I have a gold chain like Geordie (Uh)
They stop us in the street (??) (Uh uh)
They strip us naked like in Full Monty (Ah)
Before being a pop star, I slept in the station like a homeless person (Uh)
Raised among wolves like Rob Stark (Uh)
So you can’t fool me, I spot the traitors by their eyes (Ah)