Cchiù tiempo English Translation Lyrics by Co'Sang
Do-Do-Do-Do-Don Joe
Brother Geeno
More time, I needed more time
To raise a child, to understand what you think (Ah)
Locked inside, be careful
Don’t make mistakes, or they’ll give you more time
You don’t learn to win if you don’t lose (No)
Do it now, later you won’t have more time
If I was faithful, we’d steal more time
Certain answers only time can give you
It was over, we hadn’t yet reached autumn
Because every year in the summer, we drop a hit in June
A club with blue and black lights, box 41
If it was for the scene, no one gave us a chance
We had to earn it, not called brother
Who wants to satisfy the body and let the soul starve
They’d want more months to erase us
But they wouldn’t be enough; another life, and we’d still be here
For some, I’m more Richard Mille in the suitcase
For me, Riccardi only matters for family
I’ve wanted you for so long, I swear on my life (Ah)
But maybe you wouldn’t have liked that Tony
Jesus, I need more time
To fix things, I should have been more careful
When I brought dembow to the neighborhoods
Creating rappers who today can’t keep time, I’m sorry
I apologize, I’m back on boom bap with Luca and Tony
Remember Luca Toni’s hand to his ear
Bro, I learned everything from Hip Hop
The rhythm of this life, the slang of the projects, not to trust the cops
My brother counts time differently in a special way
His family is only well-off if he does wrong
Thank you, my Lord, for this gift to the fans
For putting me back on the beat with Co’Sang
More time, I needed more time
To raise a child, to understand what you think (Ah)
Locked inside, be careful
Don’t make mistakes, or they’ll give you more time
You don’t learn to win if you don’t lose (No)
Do it now, later you won’t have more time
If I was faithful, we’d steal more time
Certain answers only time can give you (Yeah, yeah, hey)
February 14, 2012, the emperor who fell
He left us with our eyes glossy
Half the scene looked for me to offer condolences (Hey)
But as I turned, they were popping champagne
I thought it was over, my family suffered but stayed till the end
Until the plane disappeared into the clouds
A table for Christmas Eve dinner
But proximity doesn’t always establish a bond
I told you it was the last chance
Now we have to love each other from a distance
I must move on, success came late
Every second is worth a year to me
Ah, love us or hate us, now the brothers are on top
My flow is oversized, bro, I don’t cross myself
We’re back with this crack, for every hand, a Glock (Crack)
And we make click-clack on a rapper with Crocs (Ahah)
Counting money with Mary (Muah)
The four kings of Italy on the track, NA-MI (NA-MI)
I rhyme with blood like Ntò and Luchè (Yeah)
This girl wants Guè, wants to catch the bouquet (Ahah)
But me, no, I don’t have time, I have a hundred problems
But a girl, bro, is the only thing I don’t have (Ah-ah)
What I see is the hand moving on the Daytona
I toast to those who die for me and to this good life
More time, I needed more time
To raise a child, to understand what you think (Ah)
Locked inside, be careful
Don’t make mistakes, or they’ll give you more time
You don’t learn to win if you don’t lose (No)
Do it now, later you won’t have more time
If I was faithful, we’d steal more time
Certain answers only time can give you