1) Luciano (real name… Read Full Bio ↴There is more than one artist with this name:
1) Luciano (real name Patrick Großmann; born January 28, 1994 in Bautzen) is a German rapper from Berlin.
The son of a Mozambican father and a German mother, Luciano grew up mostly in the Schöneberg district of Berlin. He is a member of the rap crew Loco Squad Gang.
In 2020, Luciano was one of the first high-reach German-language rappers to release music in the internationally successful UK Drill style.
2. Luciano (born Jepther McClymont on October 20, 1964) is a Jamaican Roots Reggae artist. He first begun recording in 1992 under his first name Luciana, with his debut single "Ebony & Ivory" on the Aquarius Record label and followed with his debut album 'Moving Up' for RAS records in 1993. Luciano is the seventh of nine children and was born to extremely spiritual and musical parents while growing up in Daveyton, a small district in the central parish of Manchester, Jamaica.
2) Luciano, born in 1978 in Chile and raised in Switzerland. Started DJing in 1993 and producing electronic music since 1997. In the mid-90's, he was promoting Sense Club and Encuentros con la Technocultura in Santiago de Chile in the company of many initiators of the Latin American electronic music scene: Señor Coconut AKA Atom Heart, Ricardo Villalobos, Pier Bucci, Dandy Jack, Adrian Schopf, Washington Miranda, Argenix Brito, Microman, etc.
Luciano left Chile at 21 and moved to Europe (2000), settling in Geneva (Switzerland) to launch Mental Groove Records and holding a residency at the Weetamix club. He gradually invaded the inner reaches of electronic culture, forming a partnership with Ibiza’s most notorious underground club, Circoloco at DC10, which gave Luciano a perfect platform and a passionate audience for his irresistible, mind-altering blend of barebones techno and hot-blooded Latin rhythms. His releases appear on the Transmat, Perlon, Lo-Fi Stereo, Bruchstuecke and Klang Elektronik record labels.
Luciano's mixed Swiss & Chilean identity shows in his music, a somewhat mystical blend of deep techno & electro that integrates southern elements in rhythms and colourful patterns in sound. His collaborations with Ricardo Villalobos (Playhouse, Perlon, Warp, Force Inc etc.) as Sense Club are especially rewarding, as is his partnership with Pier Bucci and Argenix Brito as Monne Automne.
Mellowing his style as times goes by, getting more experimental and spacey with a fresh style of his own, Luciano’s production is destined to the wiser dancefloors.
Flex
luciano Lyrics
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Lucio, Locogang-Member, flex, flex (flex, flex flex flex, flex, flex, flex)
Lucio, Locogang-Member, Negro
Gang, flex, Negro (Gang, Gang, Gang)
Yeah
Negro, Nutten wollen volle Flaschen
Money machen durch paar krumme Taten (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Guck, sie schreiben Lucio, wollen Caralho sucken
Brauch' 'n Ficker, also Liquor poppen (Negro)
Weitermachen für das Gold im Nacken
Deine Clique kriegt Dick in'n Rachen
Viel Reden, aber leere Taschen (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Du fühlst dich gut, wenn du flext und glänzt
Werd' nicht sakat, du weißt, ich kämpf'
Üben aus Druck, Digga, Konsequenz
Für die Hublot Gold, Digga, Zeit hier rennt
Toulouse, France, Digga, Haschisch brennt
Doch, Nutte, mit dir teil' ich kein' Cent
Locosquad, Fullsuff, Gang, Gang (rrraa!)
Suff in Barcelona, Lucio Casanova
Bunker' unterm Sofa für das Hak im Monat
Flieg' nach Bora Bora, Puto cala boca
Werden schneller, Kokaticker, Maradona (flex!)
Negro, flex', Finessa übertreiben total und im Notfall
Bruder, kriegst du Schüsse, Bora (bow, bow, bow)
Negro, flex', Vanessa übertreiben total
Und im Notfall kriegst du Schüsse, Bora (hoo)
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Guck, ich flex' (ich red' nicht von Koka) ich sag', ich bin fresh
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Puto, der Block, er macht Hass
Der Pusher von nebenan wieder gepackt
Wenn der Zeuge aussagt, muss er Jahre in 7abs
Puto, ich flex', doch bereu' keine Tat
Negro, die Kugeln am Block hier fliegen
Weil wir durch Hunger hier Psychosen kriegen
Negro, das Sattla hier brennt bis du wach bist um sieben
Fick mal den Staat, lak, er will mich verbiegen
Alltag für Juve, Dybala
Redest du zu viel, dann dehn' ich deinen Tahna
Mmh, mmh, mmh (brr, brr, brr)
Strippen im Bando, flex
Mmh, mmh, mmh (flex, flex, Gang)
Thotties im Club wollen Sex
Mmh, mmh, mmh (Negro, Negro)
Ich und meine Jungs sind echt
Mmh, mmh, mmh (Gang, Negro, Gang)
Strippen im Bando, flex (flex, flex, Negro)
Thotties im Club wollen Sex, mmh, mmh, mm (bow, bow, bow, bow, Negro, Negro)
Ich und meine Jungs sind echt (Locosquad! Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Trippen im Bando, flex (Negro!)
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Guck, ich flex' (ich red' nicht von Koka)
Ich sag', ich bin fresh (Negro)
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
The lyrics to Luciano's song "Flex" are primarily about showcasing wealth, power, and confidence. Luciano, also known as Lucio, is a member of the Locogang and he emphasizes his status and success throughout the song. He talks about making money through illicit activities, attracting attention from women, and asserting his dominance over others.
In the first verse, Luciano boasts about his lavish lifestyle, saying that he only wants full bottles and is determined to make money through questionable means. He mentions receiving messages from eager women who want to be with him, but he is focused on finding someone who can satisfy his desires. He also mentions the importance of staying persistent and not succumbing to empty talk or empty pockets. Luciano asserts that he feels empowered when he flexes and shines, and he is willing to fight for what he wants. He also mentions various locations, including Toulouse in France, Barcelona, and Bora Bora, suggesting that he leads a jet-setting lifestyle.
The chorus of the song repeats the theme of flexing, with Luciano demanding attention and recognition for his successes. He emphasizes that he is fresh and unique, and warns others not to underestimate him. He refers to himself as the "flexing Negro," highlighting his African heritage and embracing that identity.
Overall, "Flex" is a braggadocious anthem that celebrates material wealth and personal achievements. It reflects Luciano's pride and confidence in his abilities, while also asserting his dominance over his peers and rivals.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, Negro
Yeah, my friend
Lucio, Locogang-Member, flex, flex (flex, flex flex flex, flex, flex, flex)
Lucio, a member of the Locogang, showing off his success
Lucio, Locogang-Member, Negro
Lucio, a member of the Locogang, my friend
Gang, flex, Negro (Gang, Gang, Gang)
The gang showing off their success, my friend (Gang, Gang, Gang)
Negro, Nutten wollen volle Flaschen
My friend, these women want to have a good time
Money machen durch paar krumme Taten (bow, bow, bow, bow)
We make money through some illegal activities
Horny Thotties tippen in die Tasten
These sexually eager women are typing on their phones
Guck, sie schreiben Lucio, wollen Caralho sucken
Look, they are messaging Lucio, wanting to perform oral sex
Brauch' 'n Ficker, also Liquor poppen (Negro)
I need a partner for sex, and also, I enjoy drinking alcohol
Weitermachen für das Gold im Nacken
We continue working for the wealth we desire
Deine Clique kriegt Dick in'n Rachen
Your group of friends will have a hard time succeeding
Viel Reden, aber leere Taschen (bow, bow, bow, bow)
There's a lot of talk, but no money to show for it
Du fühlst dich gut, wenn du flext und glänzt
You feel good when you show off and shine
Werd' nicht sakat, du weißt, ich kämpf'
Don't be discouraged, you know I fight
Üben aus Druck, Digga, Konsequenz
We practice from pressure, my friend, with determination
Für die Hublot Gold, Digga, Zeit hier rennt
We work hard for the expensive Hublot watch, my friend, as time passes
Toulouse, France, Digga, Haschisch brennt
In Toulouse, France, my friend, we enjoy smoking hashish
Doch, Nutte, mit dir teil' ich kein' Cent
But, prostitute, I won't share any money with you
Locosquad, Fullsuff, Gang, Gang (rrraa!)
The Locosquad, fully intoxicated, the gang (rrraa!)
Suff in Barcelona, Lucio Casanova
Getting drunk in Barcelona, Lucio the charmer
Bunker' unterm Sofa für das Hak im Monat
Hiding drugs under the sofa to make a living each month
Flieg' nach Bora Bora, Puto cala boca
I fly to Bora Bora, telling you to shut up, my friend
Werden schneller, Kokaticker, Maradona (flex!)
We're getting faster, cocaine dealer, like Maradona (showing off!)
Negro, flex', Finessa übertreiben total und im Notfall
My friend, showing off and exaggerating finesse, especially in tough situations
Bruder, kriegst du Schüsse, Bora (bow, bow, bow)
Brother, you will face consequences, my friend (gunshots, bow, bow, bow)
Negro, flex', Vanessa übertreiben total
My friend, showing off and exaggerating with Vanessa, no matter what
Und im Notfall kriegst du Schüsse, Bora (hoo)
And in tough situations, you will face consequences, my friend (hoo)
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Look, I'm showing off, my friend, watch me shine, my friend
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Look, I'm showing off, my friend, watch me shine, my friend
Guck, ich flex' (ich red' nicht von Koka) ich sag', ich bin fresh
Look, I'm showing off (I'm not talking about cocaine), I'm saying I'm fresh
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Look, I'm showing off, my friend, watch me shine, my friend
Puto, der Block, er macht Hass
My friend, the neighborhood is filled with hate
Der Pusher von nebenan wieder gepackt
The local drug dealer next door has been caught again
Wenn der Zeuge aussagt, muss er Jahre in 7abs
When the witness testifies, he will face several years in prison
Puto, ich flex', doch bereu' keine Tat
My friend, I show off, but I don't regret any of my actions
Negro, die Kugeln am Block hier fliegen
My friend, bullets are flying in the neighborhood
Weil wir durch Hunger hier Psychosen kriegen
Because we experience psychosis due to hunger
Negro, das Sattla hier brennt bis du wach bist um sieben
My friend, the struggle here continues until you wake up at seven
Fick mal den Staat, lak, er will mich verbiegen
Fuck the state, my friend, they want to manipulate me
Alltag für Juve, Dybala
It's an everyday reality for Juve, Dybala (Italian football club players)
Redest du zu viel, dann dehn' ich deinen Tahna
If you talk too much, I will stretch your throat
Mmh, mmh, mmh (brr, brr, brr)
Mmh, mmh, mmh (the sound of gunshots)
Strippen im Bando, flex
Stripping in the drug house, showing off
Mmh, mmh, mmh (flex, flex, Gang)
Mmh, mmh, mmh (showing off, showing off, the gang)
Thotties im Club wollen Sex
Sexually eager women in the club
Mmh, mmh, mmh (Negro, Negro)
Mmh, mmh, mmh (my friend, my friend)
Ich und meine Jungs sind echt
Me and my boys are authentic
Mmh, mmh, mmh (Gang, Negro, Gang)
Mmh, mmh, mmh (the gang, my friend, the gang)
Strippen im Bando, flex (flex, flex, Negro)
Stripping in the drug house, showing off (showing off, showing off, my friend)
Thotties im Club wollen Sex, mmh, mmh, mm (bow, bow, bow, bow, Negro, Negro)
Sexually eager women in the club, mmh, mmh, mm (gunshots, gunshots, gunshots, gunshots, my friend, my friend)
Ich und meine Jungs sind echt (Locosquad! Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Me and my boys are authentic (Locosquad! Gunshots, gunshots, gunshots, gunshots)
Trippen im Bando, flex (Negro!)
Tripping in the drug house, showing off (my friend!)
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Look, I'm showing off, my friend, watch me shine, my friend
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Look, I'm showing off, my friend, watch me shine, my friend
Guck, ich flex' (ich red' nicht von Koka)
Look, I'm showing off (I'm not talking about cocaine)
Ich sag', ich bin fresh (Negro)
I say, I look cool (my friend)
Guck, ich flex', Puto, guck zu, ich flex', Negro
Look, I'm showing off, my friend, watch me shine, my friend
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Patrick Grossmann, Hamed Anousheh
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