TRALLALERO TRALLALLÀ - puls(lyrics) RAP version

TRALLALERO TRALLALLÀ - puls(lyrics) RAP
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He rose from the fog with blue Nikes on his fins, a third leg swinging, and chaos trailing in every step.
This is Trallalero Trallallà—the glitch in your algorithm, the shark that doesn’t swim… he stomps.
This rap isn’t just a song. It’s a seismic wave of madness that hits your brain and stays there like a ghost in the machine.
Fueled by Tung Tung Tung Tung Tung Sahur, cursed by Lirili Larilà, dripping in Tripi Tropa Tropa Tripi madness—this is the anthem of the absurd.
When Trallalero Trallallà and Bombordillo Crocodillo link up, the simulation shatters.
You’ll feel it in your bones. You’ll see it in your dreams.
Welcome to the sound of brainrot’s final boss.
Welcome to the future of rap.

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Lyrics:

[Intro – Whispered Build-Up]

Tung… Tung… Tung Tung Tung Sahur… Tripi Tropa… Tropa Tripi… Trallalero Trallallà… Blue Nikes walkin' through the mafia fog, shark with a mission... Let's fuckin’ GO.

[Verse 1 – Enter the Shark]

Trallalero Trallallà, shark in the blue Nike fit, Drippin' through the chaos like a goddamn glitch. I ain’t swimmin’, bitch, I walk on fins, With a third leg flexin' like original sins. Lirili Larilà, I’m risin' from the sea, Bombordillo Crocodillo rollin’ with me. Tripi Tropa, bars be choppin’ like teeth, We bite through the beat, leave ‘em dead underneath. I’m the viral ghost in your algorithm, Got the net in flames like a shark baptism. Tung Tung Sahur, BOOM in your dome, I’m the ocean’s omen, and this beat’s my throne.

[Hook – Break Ya Neck Flow]

Trallalero Trallallà! Shark in the Nikes with a devilish HA! Trallalero Trallallà! Tripi Tropa chaos, we go too far! Lirili Larilà, I’m cursed and divine, Fuck the system, I rewrite the line.

[Verse 2 – Tag in the Crocodillo]

Bombordillo Crocodillo, teeth like chrome, Step in the club, break every metronome. Tung Tung Sahur, bringin' the storm, We ain’t rappers—we straight up deformed. Three-legged fish from a pixel dimension, Slashin’ through bars, no lyrical redemption. Shark's on my left, croc's on my right, Together we bring the end of the night. Italian flow like “Ciao bella, sto arrivando”, All black suit, like I’m mobbin’ Milano. Sippin’ espresso, then I snap like a god, This ain’t a rap—it’s a message from Zod.

[Hook – Extended & Brutal]

Trallalero Trallallà! Fuck your rules, we rewrite the law. Trallalero Trallallà! Tripi Tropa Tropa Tripi, I’m raw. Lirili Larilà, we crush what you know, Bombordillo Crocodillo, now watch us blow!

[Bridge – Glitchy Breakdown]

Tripi Tropa, Tropa Tripi... Shark in the blue kicks, eyes real trippy. Tung Tung Sahur, the bassline curse, Every single word I spit is worse. Larilà in the fog, you feel that hum? That’s the sound of your brain goin’ numb. Nike shark, third leg snap, Fuck your fame—I’m the king of the trap.

[Outro – Apocalyptic Vibe]

Trallalero Trallallà, you remember the name, Like a fuckin’ tattoo burned in your brain. We the glitch gods, wildin’ with flame, And this track? Immortal. Never the same.

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