Game over
Noyz Narcos Lyrics

E’ notte fonda nel albergo quando varco il vetro che attraverso
It's late at night in the hotel, and as I step through the glass, I take a look around.

Un occhio sull’ ingresso da sotto i Persol
My eye is fixed on the entrance, peering out from under my Persol sunglasses.

Sti corridoi strascicanti coi tappeti rossi da omicidio
The halls are gloomy, with red carpets that seem to foreshadow violence lurking around every corner.

Sul triciclo sopra al orlo del suicidio cho sto mezzo litro di miscuglio dentro una bottiglia di Zubrowska
I'm teetering on the brink of suicide, riding a tricycle and nursing a half-liter of Zubrowska mixed with other substances.

Sono al capolinea ultima matrioska per il vostro affezionato cranio vivisezionato in parti pari
I've reached the end; it's like being the last doll in a matryoshka set. And for my loyal fans, I've dissected my own head into equal parts.

Back to the lab, doc Calligari stanza 24 forse il tipo nha cioccato il 23 che ho sopra il tacco
I'm headed back to Dr. Calligari's lab in room 24, wondering if someone's messed with the 23rd floor that's my turf.

Scacco colla morte sui quadrati fendi spesa di stupefacenti 4 mesi di stipendi
I'm playing chess with death, and my addiction has already burned through four months' worth of paychecks.

Fori co sta merda per favve contenti lei sui tacchi sopra le piastrelle a scacchi bionda come Patty Pravo
I'm pushing drugs to keep everyone happy while she struts around in her high heels on checkered tiles, her blonde hair like Patty Pravo's.

Mano stretta sopra al culo -bravo- stavo a di immerso dentro un quadro di Dali’ squagliato al muro
I'm groping her ass, thinking how impressive it is, and lost in a melting Dali painting on the wall.

Fuori come me quaggiù non cc’è nessuno
No one's on my level down here.

Per le scale de s’t hotel per le sale de sti club pe le strade de sta merda de paese sono role model per fare l’amore dentro un Range Rover devi avere più culo che cuore Noyz Narcos è game over
Climbing the stairs of the hotel, going through the halls of these clubs, and wandering the streets of this shitty town, I'm a role model because if you want to make love in a Range Rover, you need to have more luck than heart. Noyz Narcos is the endgame.

Per il compenso che me spetta con la testa sempre sopra ai soldi sporchi per la strada come cani sciolti
I'm always thinking about the dirty money I've earned, running these streets like a pack of stray dogs.

9 palle sopra al tavolo da snooker acciaio luger music Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers music narcos rap Megadeath sdraia rap fake crepi dentro una palude fredda come a Cristal lake
Playing snooker with 9 balls on the table, the sound of music from Steel Lugers or from Freddy Krueger or Michael Myers films filling the air; the fake rapping of Megadeath and the lies from the couches of so-called rappers. Die in a cold swamp like at Crystal Lake.

Narcos whorees giù nella pineta del campeggio truceboys si semo i peggio laidi più de Ezio Greggio
The narcos' whores are down in the campground pine grove, and the Truceboys are the ugliest sons of bitches you'll ever meet, maybe even worse than Ezio Greggio.

Vesto nero per mori elegante all’ evenienza vorrei un bossolo nel cranio di sua eminenza
I wear black to look elegant and ready for any occasion. And I wouldn't mind putting a bullet in the head of his eminence.

Stringono il collare al cane ha sempre fame lui smembra carni fiuta sangue fresco pe i vicoli bui
They tighten the collar on the dog, and he's always hungry, tearing apart meat and sniffing for fresh blood in the dark alleys.

Io sul set back from the death alone in las vegas dust juice dollaro e scheda triplo 9 capovolto in ascensore giù dove il respiro muore dove non ci batte il sole manco se lo paghi metto dentro fumo sputo fuori draghi la penombra sembra che mi fissa come la gioconda
I'm back from the dead, on a film set and alone in Las Vegas. Dust, juice, dollars, and a flipped triple 9 in an elevator where breathing stops and the sun refuses to shine even if you paid it. I inhale smoke and exhale dragons, and the shadows seem to stare at me like the Mona Lisa.