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Drill di Fuoco by שרה

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Drill di Fuoco

Drill

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Drill di Fuoco, calm the plays, British grit, Italian flame, We set the pace, fast lane, no breaks, hear the streets scream, From London blocks to Napoli's dream.
Drill di Fuoco, feel the beat ignite, Fast lane madness, raw in the night. No filter, no mercy, fuck the weak, British grime and Italian heat, unique.
Drill di Fuoco, flames that never die, Fast beat pounding, watch the streets fly. Uncensored rage, spit it with pride, From Hackney to Napoli, we ride.
In the grime, fast life, no chill, Cold steel in hand, heart made the drill, Spitting fire, drill cadence, rhythm lethal, Italian blood, British hustle, we unequal.
Snakes lurking shadows, we don't hesitate, Cross the line, get cut, no debate, Fast beat relentless, pounding in the chest, Drill di Fuoco, we own the unrest.
Drill di Fuoco, feel the beat ignite, Fast lane madness, raw in the night. No filter, no mercy, fuck the weak, British grime and Italian heat, unique.
Drill di Fuoco, flames that never die, Fast beat pounding, watch the streets fly. Uncensored rage, spit it with pride, From Hackney to Napoli, we ride.
From the alleys of Rome to East London blocks, Drill beats hit hard like ticking clocks, Fast tempo, drill flow, words like knives, Cutting through bullshit, realness of vibes,
Feds on the tail but we move too slick, Every bar a bullet, every rhyme a brick, Italian passion fused with UK grime, Drill di Fuoco, rain it every time.
Heartbeat sinking with the 140 BPM, No sugar coat, just venom, no pretend, Raw words, raw pain, raw street sales, Drill di Fuoco, where the strong prevail.
Drill di Fuoco, feel the beat ignite, Fast lane madness, raw in the night. No filter, no mercy, Fuck the weak, British grime and Italian heat, unique.
Drill di Fuoco, flames that never die, Fast beat pounding, watch the streets fly. Uncensored rage, spit it with pride, From Hackney to Napoli, we ride.
So ride with us, the fusion's alive, Drill di Fuoco, the streets survive, Fast lane warriors, no fear, no lies, Rich Italian drill, legends rise.