Un Cuore Che Batte

Lyrics

[Testo di "Un Cuore Che Batte" ft. Jeru The Damaja, DJ Double S, Il Turco] [Ritornello: DJ Double S] New York, Jeru The Damaja Believe me when I tell you that I dictate the mic I can't trip, I'm takin' over � Roma la mia citt�, Il Turco [Strofa 1: Jeru The Damaja] Let's be original, put it on you like this, check it I spit that fire fluid from Brooklyn to Italy Mash shit up from east New York to Sicily Minds are claimed critically, no diggity The name far from Pootie Tang, but you chickens feelin' me The light strobe, I'm known all across the globe And my flows mad famous just like the pope's robe I'm 'bout to heat shit up until the track explode And when the East is in the house it's straight up beast mode Get shit so wrecked I make the mic corrode Pimp walk on the beat 'cause I got the game sawed Competition, I leave 'em in stitches Bang rhymes like fly bitches, got more flavor than Italian dishes Body MCs and dump 'em in ditches Knowledge, widsom and understanding is the ultimate riches Don't play me too close if your luck suspicious And if you plan to make a move should've get real vicious So fall back if you know what's good for your health And the word to the wise: don't play yourself [Ritornello: DJ Double S] New York, Jeru The Damaja Believe me when I tell you that I dictate the mic I can't trip, I'm takin' over � Roma la mia citt�, Il Turco Io porto amore per chi amore vuole [Strofa 2: Il Turco] Hey questa � la vita con gli stessi quesiti Da Roma capitale fino a Brooklyn, New York City Con le stesse cicatrici E lo stesso disegno su diverse superfici Da Milano a Parigi, dal Tevere al Tamigi Su le mani quartieri da Casilina a Queensbridge Mr. Phil col beat Jeru pi� il Turco col rap per la hit, che trick Lo stesso mezzo racconta storie diverse E sullo stesso pezzo differenti esistenze Movimenti al di l� delle apparenze In diversi continenti con diverse appartenenze A parte tutto c'� un cuore che batte � il suono della strada, la borgata non si abbatte Ma a parte tutto c'� un cuore che batte � il suono della strada, la borgata non se batte [Ritornello: DJ Double S] New York, Jeru The Damaja Believe me when I tell you that I dictate the mic I can't trip, I'm takin' over � Roma la mia citt�, Il Turco [Outro: Jeru The Damaja] Word up, 'cause if you try to step to Jeru The Damaja on the rhyme tip - you playin' yourself Try to step to my man Mr Phil on the beat tip - you playin' yourself You know what I'm sayin'? So please, fall back, don't play yourself It's Brooklyn, East New York, Turin to Rome City Sound Crew and that's how we doin' it One time for your mind, every time, peace