The Message
Boom Da Bash feat. Dj Double S Lyrics

Tie cerchi na vita
You loop around in life

Quidda cchiu fore de capu
Overthinking it

Te scierri de l'amici
You distance yourself from friends

Appena giri l'isolato
As soon as you turn the corner

Te pigghi na passione ca nu t'a mai interessatu
You find a passion you never knew you had

E parli de problemi ca nu t'hannu mai tuccatu
And you talk about problems that you've never known before

Ci ssaggi sapuritu sempre subbra lu palatu
You taste flavors always under the palace

Quandu ssaggi lu maru te truei mutu impreparatu
When you taste the sea it catches you unprepared

Ed ogne cosa e' vita sulu quandu tie nci criti
And everything is only life when you believe it

Lu salentinu miu lu sannu puru a New York city
My Salento people know me even in New York City

Paya big man Quistu ete Boomdabash Biggie bash big man Quistu ete Boomdabash Mister Blazon big man Quistu ete Boomdabash Mister Ketra big man Quistu ete Boomdabash
We are Boomdabash, Biggie Bash, Mister Blazon, and Mister Ketra; we all have a message

This is the message This is the message Ghetto youths we haffi blaze the faya mek it bun dem This is the message This is the message Ogghiu fazzu musica tie faci Bla bla bla bla bla This is the message This is the message Ghetto youths we haffi blaze the faya mek it bun dem This is the message This is the message Ogghiu fazzu musica tie faci Bla bla bla bla bla
This is our message for ghetto youth: we have to light the fire and make them burn; we make music and speak true, though it may be dismissed as just blah blah blah

Fuck off your business My bloodcklaatt message I Piss on your bitches Me nah talk your language
I don't care about your business; my message is stronger than that. I don't care about your women; I don't speak the same language as you

Street ghetto culture Foundation lovers South side promotion Big sound dung ya
We come from the street and promote foundation; we support the South side and have big sound here

People respect me Me ah di poor people artist My message is clean like Mary the Virgin Bwoy yuh too weak fi start a fight with the devil Murderer! Like Barrington Levy
The people respect me as the poor people artist. My message is pure and holy like Mary. You are weak if you try to fight the devil. I am like Barrington Levy, a pure murderer

Some ah dem ah run di town Driving up and down inna dem bimma Some ah dem ah lick big asses fi put dem face pon di newspaper Surrounded by the haters Those rappers dem ah fakerz Dem talk like jesus and pratice like Judas
Some run the town, driving around in their fancy cars. Some do anything to get in the newspapers. Haters surround them, and those fake rappers talk like Jesus, but practice like Judas

La gente ole cu sente nu picca de verità E cinca la rappresenta cu tene na dignità Tie si natu senza sordi Ma cu na capacita' Ogghiu cu recordu a tutti cce significa umiltà E de quandu su piccinnu cu la voglia de Africa Scendu a tutte le dancehall puru senza machina E cu nu pensieru fissu ca me dae felicita' Musica, speru nu giurnu cu cangia sta società
People listen when they hear some truth. We represent with dignity. We are born without money but with ability. We record for everyone, which means humility. Since I was a child, I've wanted to go to Africa and dance in the halls. Music with a fixed idea makes me feel happy. I hope one day we can change society with our music