1.Tomas Manuel Campos, also … Read Full Bio ↴There are two artists with the name CRO
1.Tomas Manuel Campos, also known as C.R.O, "Cenfe", or "Craxkero", was born in Neuquen, Argentina, on September 11, 1998, is considered one of the most important artists of the Argentine mainstream and is the unique exponent of the urban genre. He began his career as a freestyler in 2013 and later he came into "RAP" and "BOOMBAP", quickly consolidating and capturing audiences worldwide. C.R.O has influences from various genres such as Nirvana, The Notorius Big, A$ap Mob, Schoolboy Q,A$ap Rocky, among others, and is recognized for being one of the first emerging and the most versatile of the Argentine boom bap scene. He has collaborated with various artists such as Duki, Khea, Franky Style, among others. He also has a side project called BARDERO$ (Part of MDBCREW), where he collaborates with Homer el Mero Mero.
2. Cro (Carlo Waibel; born 31 January 1990) is a German rapper, singer, producer and designer. He was represented by Chimperator Productions until July 2018. He describes his music as a mixture between rap and pop, which he calls "Raop".
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Cro Lyrics
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Ich brauch' nicht mehr zu rappen, Diggi, Ziel ist erreicht
Doch ich lieb' diesen Scheiß
Wir rauchen wie in Ketten, meine Sneakers sind weiß
Denn ich flieg' durch die Night
Ihr könnt aufhören zu rappen, denn mein Team ist soweit
Nach dem Lied ist vorbei
Fake you, fake you
Snacks on snacks, oh, ich brauch' Eis
Snaps on snaps, bitte nicht ins Face
IPhone schwarz und die Sneaks in weiß
Du likst, was ich mach', oh, ich mach', was ich like
Und jeder hier im Club macht Drakemoves
Kein Preme aufm Shirt, sondern fake you
Was bedeutet, dass ich nie etwas für Fame tu'
Und dennoch, dennoch, dennoch, dennoch, dennoch
Kommen Girls hier und Girls da, Postfach wie bei Worldstar
Ein Blick reicht schon und sie ist in mei'm iPhone
Mhm, mach dein Top mal zu, no, oh no, I don't fuck with you
Brauchst hier gar nicht auf Couple tun, Handy aus, I got stuff to do
Und ja, ich bin immer noch mit denselben Boys down von damals
Keine Hoes, kein Drama
Wir chillen in 'nem Haus, in dem Bett
Und Baby, wenn du willst, komm dazu
Ist alles Peace, alles nice
Ich brauch' nicht mehr zu rappen, Diggi, Ziel ist erreicht
Doch ich lieb' diesen Scheiß
Wir rauchen wie in Ketten, meine Sneakers sind weiß
Denn ich flieg' durch die Night
Ich tu', was ich will, Homie, hier ist der Beweis
Nach dem Lied ist vorbei
Fake you, fake you
Fake you, stay tru
Feeling kinda nice in the driver seat
Every single night you can feel the heat
They say move or be moved, either you feelin' the groove
I step aside, got my right hand standin' next to me
They only text for a night, for your life to change
Let's go for a ride, maybe you feel the same
They say move or get movin', you got nothing to lose
When you got nothing to prove, you gotta play the game
And we'll win that
And we'll win that
Ales Peace, alles nice
Ich brauch' nicht mehr zu rappen, Diggi, Ziel ist erreicht
Doch ich lieb' diesen Scheiß
Wir rauchen wie in Ketten, meine Sneakers sind weiß
Denn ich flieg' durch die Night
Ihr könnt aufhören zu rennen, denn mein Team ist soweit
Nach dem Lied ist vorbei
Fake you, fake you
Fake you, stay tru
The lyrics to Cro's song "Fake You" convey a sense of confidence and contentment with the artist's current success. The opening lines suggest that the artist has reached his goals and no longer needs to rap, but he still loves what he does. The references to smoking and white sneakers create an image of a laid-back and stylish lifestyle.
The chorus emphasizes the theme of authenticity, with the repeated phrase "fake you, stay true." This can be interpreted as a message to remain genuine and true to oneself, despite any pressures or expectations from others. The artist asserts that he is doing what he wants and is proud of it, and encourages others to do the same.
The second verse brings in elements of social media and fame, with the artist mentioning likes and the attention he receives from girls. However, he also mentions that he doesn't seek fame and values his true friendships. The mention of Drake and avoiding "Preme" (a reference to the luxury brand Supreme) adds a layer of authenticity and individuality to the lyrics.
Overall, "Fake You" can be seen as a celebration of being true to oneself, resisting societal pressures, and finding contentment in the pursuit of personal passions.
Line by Line Meaning
Alles Peace, alles nice
Everything is peaceful and nice
Ich brauch' nicht mehr zu rappen, Diggi, Ziel ist erreicht
I don't need to rap anymore, dude, I've achieved my goal
Doch ich lieb' diesen Scheiß
But I love this shit
Wir rauchen wie in Ketten, meine Sneakers sind weiß
We smoke like crazy, my sneakers are white
Denn ich flieg' durch die Night
Because I'm flying through the night
Ihr könnt aufhören zu rappen, denn mein Team ist soweit
You can stop rapping, because my team is ready
Nach dem Lied ist vorbei
After the song is over
Fake you, fake you
Faking it, faking it
Fake you, stay true
Faking it, stay true
Snacks on snacks, oh, ich brauch' Eis
Lots of snacks, oh, I need ice cream
Snaps on snaps, bitte nicht ins Face
Taking pictures on pictures, please don't get in my face
IPhone schwarz und die Sneaks in weiß
Black iPhone and white sneakers
Du likst, was ich mach', oh, ich mach', was ich like
You like what I do, oh, I do what I like
Und jeder hier im Club macht Drakemoves
And everyone here in the club is making Drake moves
Kein Preme aufm Shirt, sondern fake you
No Supreme on the shirt, but fake you
Was bedeutet, dass ich nie etwas für Fame tu'
Which means I never do anything for fame
Und dennoch, dennoch, dennoch, dennoch, dennoch
And yet, yet, yet, yet, yet
Kommen Girls hier und Girls da, Postfach wie bei Worldstar
Girls come here and there, inbox is like Worldstar
Ein Blick reicht schon und sie ist in mei'm iPhone
A single glance is enough and she's in my iPhone
Mach dein Top mal zu, no, oh no, I don't fuck with you
Button up your top, no, oh no, I don't mess with you
Brauchst hier gar nicht auf Couple tun, Handy aus, I got stuff to do
You don't need to act like a couple here, put your phone away, I have things to do
Und ja, ich bin immer noch mit denselben Boys down von damals
And yeah, I'm still down with the same boys from back then
Keine Hoes, kein Drama
No hoes, no drama
Wir chillen in 'nem Haus, in dem Bett
We chill in a house, in the bed
Und Baby, wenn du willst, komm dazu
And baby, if you want, come join us
Feeling kinda nice in the driver seat
Feeling good in the driver seat
Every single night you can feel the heat
Every night you can feel the intensity
They say move or be moved, either you feelin' the groove
They say move or be moved, either you're feeling the rhythm
I step aside, got my right hand standin' next to me
I step aside, my right hand is standing next to me
They only text for a night, for your life to change
They only text for a night, for your life to change
Let's go for a ride, maybe you feel the same
Let's go for a ride, maybe you feel the same
They say move or get movin', you got nothing to lose
They say move or get moving, you have nothing to lose
When you got nothing to prove, you gotta play the game
When you have nothing to prove, you have to play the game
And we'll win that
And we'll win that
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Carlo Waibel, Taylor C McLendon
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