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vanny goodfella - the passport كلمات أغنية

[intro (spoken, phone camera cl!cks, plane rumble)]
“80 days, one passport, no return address — vanny goodfella.”

[verse 1]
boarded out jfk, skyline in my rearview, new deals, new cues
niagara thunder, toronto snow, then london fog with old_school blues
la strip to miami heat, cuban coffee, palm trees and cleats
portland maines to tropical lanes, pineapple sweet in motel suites
hit lima nights, ceviche bright, mexico city salsa in the street
panama c_n_ls, boats that whisper secrets to the concrete
brazilian rain, amazon veins, jungles carve my silent beats
colombian colors flash, cartagena nights where danger meets the heat
egypt stones, pyramids hum, history breathing through my beat
seven wonders on a checklist, i step light, respect and keep it neat
tokyo neon, singapore shine, taiwan markets, noodles in line
china crowds, lanterns high, then africa rhythms, drum_time prime
switzerland slopes, snow_bunny smiles, iceland auroras paint the sky
finland saunas, mountain hikes, breath fogged out like an alibi

[hook (x2)]
i got the passport, stamps like a sermon, world on my chest
from massage rooms to mountaintops, i never rest
planes, boats, city lights, exotic nights, moon_kissed guests
eighty days, eighty ways, i collect the best — passport blessed
[verse 2]
sailed the med, greece to rome, ancient stones like a first home poem
singapore yachts, malaysia nights, tropical fruit like a gemstone
hawaii surf, island turf, coconuts crack while i scribe the verse
caribbean islands, each a vibe, rum on my tongue, history rehe_rs_d
china markets haggling, callused hands with a new kind of currency
india temples, incense trails, holy water washes off urgency
mile_high alps where the clocks slow, swiss cacao and a vinyl glow
moscow winters, vodka thin, then brazil samba where the dreamers go
i stopped for massages in places that promise more than a touch
but i move with manners, passport manners — respect don’t cost much
golf courses at sunrise, greens like emerald rugs, swing clean, hush
exotic women, beauty in every language, each meeting a hush_hush brush
boats on the seine, gondolas in rain, the ocean’s hymn in my blood
planes across time zones, i collect names like stamps in a stud
from nyc grit to lima grit, every city taught me how to love
not just the pretty faces, but the streets and the scars they’re made of

[bridge]
eighty days, no delays, jet lag dreams in a minibar haze
passport pages like a sermon, every stamp another phrase
i’m a student of the atlas, a thief of late_night laughs
from mexico city rooftops to tokyo midnight crafts

[verse 3]
back to the boroughs, heartbeat syncopated with subway tracks
istanbul markets to lagos nights, the world taught me how to act
panama to peru, stories weave like a tailor_made suit
from skyscr_per windows to beachside bars, life’s a recruit
i hiked machu picchu at dawn, gods whisper through fog and stone
i watched rio ignite at dusk, carnival bones and a king with no throne
i kissed the coastline in the caribbean and felt time unwind
i learned to measure wealth by memories, not the ties that bind
snow bunnies in the alps, exotic chicks in bali, every kind of smile
but the passport taught me patience, how to sit and stay awhile
i move in the margins of maps where legends learn to rest
vanny goodfella, world_stamped chest, eighty days — i passed the test
[final hook (x3)]
i got the passport, stamps like a sermon, world on my chest
from massage rooms to mountaintops, i never rest
planes, boats, city lights, exotic nights, moon_kissed guests
eighty days, eighty ways, i collect the best — passport blessed

[outro (spoken over fading plane ambience)]
“passport closed, pages full — next chapter’s already booked.”

- vanny goodfella

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