NISKA – Medellin (English lyrics)

Intro :
Put some volume in the headphone man, please
You Know ? Zifukoro de la B
Violent, yeah
Put some volume in the headphone man
Haha, yeah, dirty, dirty

1st verse :
I’m violent like the South of Italy
Mafiosi like Tony’s (??)
Zifukoro de la B
I was counting money I couldn’t even read yet
He put a bullet in his head, because they threw dirt on his lil’ brother’s name
I didn’t do any dirt to you, bro, I almost did
But I had to flee when the cops arrived
You think we’re retarded ?
Because you see the way we gesticulate
But behind all that frontin’
You don’t see all the wrong that we do
The real niggas know us well and they know that we move our hips only after the war is over
My Charos only dance after their KO

Bridge
Méro, gang
Nimko, gang
Skao, gang
Marlo, gang
My niggas only dance after the war
My charos dance only after their KO

Chorus :
Homie, this is a jungle, our streets are like Medellin
They slang’ dope in the corners, my English teacher snorts coke
Leave me alone
I smoke my joint at the arrival, I’ll be waiting for you on the finish line
The deliveries are done by bicycle, the older guys at the projects turn out to be drunkards
Guys sisters are in the hotels, the drug addicts are in the smoke shops
My cell phone wire is being taped, the anti crime brigade is my audience
The little kids don’t care anymore, anger replaced their fear

2nd verse :
After the rain comes the good times
After the blood comes peace
And shoot him if he makes you waste your time
I’ll whoop your ass we’ll talk after
The little kids want to stick up the older guys, invest in some Montenegro type shit
Your parents refuse the marriage, because there’s porc in her freezeer
Your have respect for your older homie, but you would give anything to smash his sister
You say that you’re the shit in bed, but she cheated on you with another nigga

Bridge :
Djeba, gang
Madrane, gang
Skarfa, gang
Bouzi, gang
Since all this time homie, the team hasn’t changed
Since all this time homie, my guys are still mean

Chorus :
Homie, this is a jungle, our streets are like Medellin
They slang’ dope in the corners, my English teacher snorts coke
Leave me alone
I smoke my joint at the arrival, I’ll be waiting for you on the finish line
The deliveries are done by bicycle, the older guys at the projects turn out to be drunkards
Guys sisters are in the hotels, the drug addicts are in the smoke shops
My cell phone wire is being taped, the anti crime brigade is my audience
The little kids don’t care anymore, anger replaced their fear

Outro :
Gang
Gang, gang
Gang, gang
Mero, Djeba
Nimko, Madrane
Skao, Skarfa
Marlo, (gang) Bouzi
Mero, (gang) Djeba
Nimko, (gang) Madrane
Skao, (gang) Skarfa
Marlo, (gang) Bouzi

NISKA – Medellin, English lyrics

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