
“Italiano Anthem” is a high-energy celebration of what it feels like to be young, successful, and proudly Italian. Sfera Ebbasta raps about flashing yellow gold, cruising in a Lamborghini, and literally having “the world in his hand.” These images of luxury sit next to memories of childhood struggle, showing how far he’s come while still keeping the animated hand gestures and passionate spirit that Italians are famous for.
Beneath the glitz, the track carries a deeper message of loyalty and resilience. Sfera will “die for his family,” keeps solutions in his right pocket, and refuses to talk if money isn’t involved. The chorus repeats like a motto: rich or poor, under stormy skies or fireworks, an Italian’s pride, hustle, and love for family never fade. Paired with Rvssian’s pulsing beat, the song becomes both a swagger-filled victory lap and a stylish shout-out to Italian identity.
Calipso throws us straight into a neon-lit maze of Italian backstreets, where kids, dreamers, and small-time outlaws run past swirling police sirens and street-corner temptations. Sfera Ebbasta, Fabri Fibra, and Mahmood paint a restless picture of fame and city life: money stacks up, friends fall away, smiles look fake, and everyone waits for a miracle that never comes. The title nods to Calypso, the mythical enchantress, hinting at the seductive pull of quick success and easy escape.
Beneath the racing beat the song delivers a simple but urgent reminder – in the chase for cash and applause it is all too easy to misplace your own heart. The chorus urges the listener to stop, breathe, and remember where your heart is. You can run from the rain, from the police, even from your hometown, yet you can never outrun yourself. “Calipso” is both a street anthem and a modern fable, encouraging anyone sprinting through life’s narrow alleys to hold on tight to authenticity before the music fades and the briefcase snaps shut on what matters most.
"Mamma Mia" is a glossy Italian trap hit where Sfera Ebbasta daydreams about turning a night at the club into a cinematic love escapade. Over Rvssian's tropical beat he paints pictures of roaring sports cars, private jets and glittering designer brands, but every scene circles back to one thing: his fascination with a captivating woman. With the ecstatic cry mamma mia! he admits that her allure is worth more than any pile of cash.
The lyrics blend boastful luxury with genuine desire as Sfera promises to whisk her from local streets to New York, swap her Pinko bag for Vuitton and hide away in a Jacuzzi or on Copacabana Beach. Yet behind the flash the message is simple: all the bling in the world means nothing next to a connection so powerful it drives him 'pazzo' and 'loco'. It is a playful anthem about passion, escape and the thrilling rush of finding someone who outshines even the brightest diamonds.
Ever found yourself scrolling through an ex's social media late at night, lost in memories? Sfera Ebbasta and Shiva perfectly capture this modern-day heartache in 'NEON.' The song is a raw and honest confession about a painful breakup caused by the singer's own mistakes. The neon lights of the title represent a vibrant past memory where the couple felt deeply connected, but now those same lights only highlight his present loneliness and deep regret.
He holds nothing back, admitting he wasn't faithful and realizing the hard truth: 'What you neglect will no longer be yours.' The lyrics are filled with vivid details that show his torment, from imagining another man with his ex to knowing she'll eventually cover up the tattoo of his initials. It's a powerful story about achieving success with money and fame, only to find it all feels meaningless without the person you truly love. He's trapped in a cycle of what-ifs, haunted by the past under the cold glow of neon.
Sfera Ebbasta's "Happy Birthday" isn't your typical birthday song. Instead, it's a celebration of a lavish and wild lifestyle where every day feels like a party. The lyrics paint a picture of immense wealth, with references to the "Money gang," Dior shoes, a two-seater BMW, and so much "ice" (diamonds) on his wrist that it feels cold. The phrase "happy birthday" is used like a catchphrase for delivering a "pacco" (package), hinting at the constant stream of gifts and party favors in his world.
Amidst the celebration, there's a story of a complicated romance. The singer compares himself to Kurt Cobain looking for his Courtney Love, suggesting he wants an intense, iconic relationship. However, he also describes a chaotic connection, calling it a "mess like at the casino." He's seen with other women and ignores messages from a "Señorita," showing a detached, non-committal side to his glamorous life.
Welcome to Sfera Ebbasta’s very own cartoon universe! In Dexter the Italian trap star compares himself to Dexter, the genius kid from the late-night animated series, famous for his secret laboratory and bright red hair. Over an energetic Sick Luke beat, Sfera flashes that same “ciuffo rosso” (red fringe) and tilts his nose up with playful confidence, inviting us into a sonic lab where anything can happen.
Inside this multicolored lab, every hue tells a story: purple syrup sipped from a cup, green smoke swirling in the air, a yellow chain shining, and the rainbow of money he’s stacking. While his phone rings “like a call center,” Sfera mixes fashion labels, party vibes, and tongue-in-cheek sci-fi imagery to show how he experiments with life just as Dexter experiments with chemistry. The result is a catchy, hypnotic chant that celebrates creativity, flashy style, and the thrill of turning ordinary moments into something explosively fun.
Notti (meaning Nights) is Sfera Ebbasta’s celebratory postcard from the top of the world he once only imagined. The song opens with the rain stopping, a simple image that captures his escape from grey, difficult days when he bounced between early-morning shifts, low-pay jobs, and one-way train tickets. Now those rainy memories are replaced by glittering nights where his “stella brilla in cielo” (star shines in the sky), a reminder of how far he has flown—literally soaring over the Eiffel Tower yet still keeping his “piedi per terra” (feet on the ground).
At its heart, the track is an anthem of perseverance and gratitude. Sfera retraces the grind of hustling for clean and dirty money alike, eating plain pasta at home, and dreaming of luxury hotels he had never even seen. Success brings flashy clothes, concerts, and endless Saturday-night vibes, but he makes it clear he’s not chasing trends; he is fighting to ensure he never falls back into the darkness he came from. “Notti” shouts out the friends who were there before the fame, celebrates the glow-up, and invites listeners to toast to brighter nights where dreams finally outshine the rain.
The title is a hat brim. "Visiera a becco, TN ai piedi" (Beak visor, TNs on my feet) is a uniform, and the reason for the curve is said out loud two lines later: "Visiere a becco nascondono gli occhi" (Beak visors hide the eyes). The hook is all movement and warning signs. "TomTom sempre in giro" (TomTom always out on the road) is a sat nav left running because somebody is driving somewhere, and "Luce blu vuol dire solo: 'Corri'" (Blue light means only one thing: 'Run') tells you who else is on that road.
Then the verses drop the swagger and do arithmetic. "Qui c'è un figlio che fa tre rapine" / "Per ogni madre che fa tre lavori" (Here there's a son who pulls three robberies / For every mother who works three jobs) is the argument in two lines, and it is a sharper one than the genre usually bothers with. The refrain refuses to be inspirational about it: "Non cambia se non cambi tu" (Nothing changes if you don't change), and immediately after, "poi certi non tornano più" (and then some never come back). The one tender line in the song is addressed to somebody else's mother: "Non piangere mamma se tutto va male" (Don't cry, mum, if everything goes wrong).
Tran Tran is Sfera Ebbasta’s shout-out to anyone stuck in the everyday grind yet dreaming of something bigger. In Italian slang, tran tran means the same old routine, and Sfera flips that boredom into bragging rights: while others keep asking the usual “How’s it going?” he turns the question on its head, explaining that he never begged for favors and built his success from scratch. The lyrics jump between playful swagger and real talk about empty fridges, critics on social media, and the thrill of turning small-town gossip into sold-out shows.
At its core, the song is both a flex and a pep talk. Sfera celebrates iced-out chains and gold records, but his message is clear: stop running in place like a treadmill, talk less, and make big moves. He mocks the haters, encourages hard work over handouts, and reminds listeners that the loudest opinions often come from the laziest couches. Tran Tran turns monotony into motivation, inviting you to dance, hustle, and break free from your own humdrum loop.
Every line here hangs on one verb: cambiare, to change. Sfera Ebbasta opens with "Tutto cambia, nulla resta uguale" (Everything changes, nothing stays the same), allows exactly one exception for his mother, and then spends the first verse listing what money has changed about him, down to the furniture: "Cambio vestiti, cambio appartamento" (I change clothes, I change apartments). The one thing he insists is fixed is the part nobody can see. "Non ho mai cambiato quello che c'è dentro" (I've never changed what's inside), he says, and then the hook admits he changed girls again while he was thinking about her.
The title is the joke. A privé is the roped-off VIP room in an Italian club, and the chorus prices it at zero: "Bottiglie e privé non valgono niente" (Bottles and VIP booths are worth nothing). The line that sticks is the one about being alone in a full room, "Solo pure in mezzo alla gente" (Alone even in a crowd), where everybody takes their photo and then nothing is left. She keeps telling him "Per me sei lo stesso di sempre" (To me you're the same as always). He knows she is lying and cannot work out what she gets out of it.
In "Tutti Scemi," Italian trap artist Sfera Ebbasta paints a vivid picture of his life, contrasting his tough upbringing with his current success. He describes a world of fast living, new clothes, and avoiding trouble, summed up in the clever line: "Sogno catene, evito catene" (I dream of chains [jewelry], I avoid chains [handcuffs]). He and his friends are "Bravi ragazzi nei brutti quartieri" (Good guys in bad neighborhoods), but they dress like they're from wealthy areas, turning heads wherever they go.
The song is a direct challenge to those who pretend to understand his struggle. Sfera draws a clear line between himself and people from privileged backgrounds, stating, "Tuo padre i soldi ce li ha, io un papà non ce l'ho" (Your father has money, I don't have a dad). The title, which means "All Idiots," is a direct insult to his rivals. He dismisses their crew as fools ("La tua crew, tutti scemi") and their weed as low-quality ("La tua kush, tutti semi"), repeatedly asking them, "Che problemi hai?" (What problems do you have?), questioning the authenticity of their hardships.
In "Rapina," Italian artist Sfera Ebbasta tells a powerful story about his life and the path he chose. The title itself is a play on words: "Rapina" means robbery in Italian, but the artist repeatedly says, "Non faccio le rapine, io faccio rap"—"I don't do robberies, I do rap." This highlights the song's central theme: choosing music over a life of crime that many of his friends fell into.
Sfera Ebbasta rejects a conventional life, singing that school, normal jobs, and common interests were never for him. He paints a picture of a difficult upbringing, where friends committed robberies and he thought he might end up in jail too. He describes his rhymes as dripping with hardship and recalls hanging out with friends who were afraid of being arrested. For him, rap wasn't just a career choice; it was a lifeline. He calls it "ciò che mi ha salvato"—"what saved me"—an escape route that allowed him to climb to the top and enjoy success instead of getting trapped in the cycle of crime that held his friends back.
Orange is a cross border flex record. Sfera Ebbasta raps his verse in Italian, the German artist Luciano answers in German and English, and the two share a hook built around an orange Lamborghini Urus. The colour is the title, and it is also the name of Sfera's 2023 album.
Sfera's verse is the Italian heart of the song. He smokes buds "che sembrano pop-corn", brushes off a woman who wants to film with him because he has a child at home, and rides a black Lambo through the streets he came from. One line steps outside the flexing: "Ventuno grammi, la mia anima pesa meno del pendente che ho al collo". Twenty one grams is the weight the soul was once said to have, and he measures it against the chain on his neck. The rest of the verse keeps that double edge, with his brother running from the police and a Murciélago where he talks to Christ and dances with the devil.
Luciano's verse switches to German and English and covers the same ground from Germany instead of Milan: trucks on the street, jets, Louis and Chanel, respect earned in the streets and not forgotten.
One thing to know before you start: this song is genuinely trilingual. Only Sfera's verse is in Italian. The chorus and Luciano's verse are in German and English, so the lesson teaches the Italian verse and marks the other lines as another language.
"X6" is a flex track. Sfera Ebbasta spends it listing the proof that his life changed: watches that are not the obvious Plain Jane everyone else wears, a girlfriend who does not fit into her Balmain jeans, and a BMW X6 doing two hundred while people turn their heads and shout after him.
Underneath the bragging there is a quieter idea. He says he keeps his feet on the ground, and only when he smokes does his head go off into space. He spends money every day as if it were not his, which is less a boast than an admission of how unreal the money still feels.
The sharpest line is about people. He compares friends to jewellery and then says they are all fake. Surrounded by everything he wanted, the person he trusts least is whoever showed up once he got it.
BIA takes the second half in English and Spanish, matching him rather than answering him. She is there for business, she knows what she is worth, she is out with her girls, and she is living like a soap opera. Her verse turns the song from one man showing off into two people enjoying the same win.
VVS is a diamond clarity grade and Cartier is the jeweller, so the title is a flex before anyone has sung a word. Then the hook arrives and quietly hands the compliment over: "VVS Cartier, puoi vedere solo i miei diamanti di notte" ("VVS Cartier, at night you can only see my diamonds"), and four bars later it is her turn, "Comunque brilli come VVS Cartier" ("You shine like VVS Cartier anyway"). The jewellery is the measuring stick and she beats it. The rest of Sfera Ebbasta's verse is damage he is proud of, from "Tu lo sai, per te ho già rotto tutte le nocche" ("You know it, I've already broken all my knuckles for you") to "Ma tu saresti scesa anche all'inferno per me" ("But you would have gone down to hell for me"). The song ends on the tail of that line, "Anche all'inferno per me" ("Even to hell for me"), sung three times until it stops sounding like a boast.
Shiva takes the second verse somewhere colder. "So che questo fuoco non brucerà forever" ("I know this fire won't burn forever") next to "Solo i miei diamanti brilleranno per sempre" ("Only my diamonds will shine forever") concedes the whole romance in two lines: the stones outlast the feeling, and he works that out while it is still going on. Then he sets up the best joke on the record. His verse stops mid sentence on "Nuda nel mio letto, vestita soltanto con" ("Naked in my bed, wearing nothing but"), and the chorus comes back in to finish it for him. She is wearing the title.
Get ready to cruise through the streets with Sfera Ebbasta in "Mercedes Nero." The song is a powerful anthem about rising from humble beginnings to a life of luxury. The black Mercedes is the ultimate symbol of success, a dream that started on the neighborhood benches (panchine) and became a reality in the car's leather seats. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of ambition, with the artist recalling when he'd see a fancy car and tell himself, "one day I'll make it too" (un giorno ce la farò anch'io).
This isn't just a simple success story, though. The track is filled with imagery of a dangerous street life, hinting at the hustle it took to get here. The artists mention speeding past police roadblocks, hiding things in shopping bags, and speaking in code to avoid getting caught. It's a celebration of making it out, but it also carries the weight of that past, with a prayer to "stay clean" (restare pulito). The song is a bold declaration of status, comparing the artist's rap skills to a Mercedes, while everyone else is just a Panda.
Ever felt like you had to build your dreams from the ground up? That's the heart of Sfera Ebbasta's track "Zero." The song is a powerful anthem about starting with nothing and aiming for the sky. Sfera Ebbasta reflects on the pressure from his mom to get a "real job" and be serious, contrasting it with his own ambition to achieve greatness alongside his friends, or "fra."
The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a tough life on the streets, where money is a matter of survival because "without money, life devours you." He describes a world of danger and mistrust, where some friends have ended up in jail or worse. Despite the harsh realities, the song is a declaration of authenticity and loyalty. Sfera Ebbasta emphasizes staying true to his roots—being the "same person on and off stage"—and celebrates the success he and his crew have built for themselves, starting from zero.
Get ready for a raw and unfiltered look into street life. The title "XDVRMX" is a stylized version of "Per Davvero Remix," and "per davvero" means "for real" in Italian. This phrase is repeated constantly throughout the song, hammering home the point that the stories being told are authentic and not just for show. The artists paint a vivid picture of their past, describing a life of poverty with lines like "Cuscino senza piume" (Pillow without feathers) and dropping out of school. They talk openly about crime, from selling drugs in the courtyard to planning robberies, as a means of survival.
But this isn't just a story of hardship; it's a declaration of victory. The song contrasts the difficult past with their current success, boasting about having "Soldi per davvero, sold out per davvero" (Money for real, sold out for real). The artists see their lives as a rising line on a graph, moving up and away from the struggles of their youth. It's a powerful statement about overcoming a tough environment and making it big on their own terms, all while insisting that every part of their journey was, and is, "for real."
Sfera Ebbasta's "Panette" paints a vivid picture of a life that has drastically changed from childhood to adulthood. The song contrasts innocent memories with the harsh realities of street life. The artist recalls simple childhood pleasures, like playing "cops and robbers" and eating Milka chocolate on bread. Now, those games have become real, as he finds himself genuinely running from the police. The most powerful image is the transformation of "Milka": once a simple chocolate spread, its purple logo now represents the branding on slabs of hashish (panette), symbolizing a complete loss of innocence.
Throughout the song, Sfera Ebbasta describes a world of struggle and ambition. He talks about growing up in crowded 15-story buildings and the desire for luxury, like designer clothes and fancy cars. However, this dream is set against a backdrop of crime and danger, where friends sell drugs and dream of expensive ski trips while living a very different reality. He emphasizes his self-reliance, stating, "I don't thank anyone for what I have," and pushes back against outsiders who judge him without understanding his life, repeating the line, "They know nothing about me."
In "Brutti Sogni," which translates to "Bad Dreams," Italian artist Sfera Ebbasta paints a vivid picture of a tough life growing up in the streets. He describes a world where kids leave school with drugs in their backpacks instead of being picked up by their parents. The lyrics speak of a desire to escape the neighborhood, referred to as the "blocco," where the sky always seems dark and opportunities are few. It's a place where people hide their "dirty cash" in the walls and dream of a different future, knowing that becoming a singer or escaping this life is not guaranteed.
The song contrasts this harsh reality with the life of someone more privileged, who has their father buy them everything they want. Meanwhile, the narrator and his friends ("i miei fra'") face difficult days, run from the police, and grow up too fast. The chorus powerfully summarizes this experience: kids who are forced to make money, who have "hate in their eyes," and are haunted by "bad dreams." It's a raw look at a life where people feel they have nothing to lose because they never had anything to begin with.
Sfera Ebbasta's "Più Forte," which means "Stronger," is a powerful anthem about resilience and self-belief. The song tells the story of overcoming obstacles when everyone tries to shut you down. Sfera Ebbasta advises finding your own way in, even if it means using the "window entrance when everyone wants to close the doors on you." He emphasizes that what doesn't kill you doesn't just make you stronger; it can't mess with you anymore. It's a raw and confident take on pushing through anxiety and hard times by remembering that you are the strongest one.
The lyrics get personal, reflecting on past mistakes and disappointing his mom, but finding redemption in his success. He mentions his tattoos are not just ink; they are reminders of his past and the loved ones he carries with him on his journey. The song is a promise to himself and his friends, a declaration that even after lonely nights and struggles, he knows where he comes from and is determined to succeed. It's a message of hope for anyone who's ever felt counted out, reminding them to keep fighting because one day they will "take it all."
Sfera Ebbasta and Elodie spend this one circling the same night over and over. He opens with her asleep on his chest while he smokes, and four lines later he has admitted the ugly part: "Odio chi altro ti ha avuta o fatto sentire al sicuro" (I hate whoever else had you or made you feel safe). That is the whole relationship in a sentence. The hook keeps coming back to "Gocce di pioggia sotto a un cielo nero" (Raindrops under a black sky), and the two of them keep coming back to each other, usually after screaming first.
What makes it land is how blunt the chorus is about the trade. "Quando scopiamo, ti amo per davvero" (When we fuck, I really do love you) is not a romantic line and is not trying to be. The second verse answers with the small, humiliating details of being this invested: driving around the city looking for someone, losing it over unanswered messages, "Tu sai cose di me che non sanno i miei amici" (You know things about me my friends don't know). By the bridge they have stopped pretending anything will change. "Anche questa volta andrà così" (This time too it'll go like this), the storm passes, and they are back out in the street on their own.
Everything in this song hangs off one number. Fifteen is the floor count of a Milan council block, the age you stop being a child there, and the weight in a bag: "Quindici in giro, quindici TMAX, quindici grammi" (Fifteen of us out there, fifteen TMAXes, fifteen grams). The chorus keeps landing on "Quindici in quindici metri quadrati, ma siamo riusciti a salvarci" (Fifteen of us in fifteen square metres, but we managed to save ourselves), and the ma (but) sitting in the middle of it does most of the work. Before it the verse climbs the stairs a floor at a time, "Un piano, due piani, tre piani, poi quattro" (One floor, two floors, three floors, then four), which is a broken lift or a career depending on how you hear it.
The second verse pushes the pun until it hurts, stacking quindici (fifteen) against quindi (so) until arrests, school desks and days of holiday all sound like the same word. What surrounds it is more bruised than boastful. "Ti amano finché sei povero" (They love you as long as you are poor) sits a few bars from a helicopter passing over the old Aler housing blocks, and "Non ho vinto al Lotto, però dopo anni che lotto" (I did not win the lottery, but after years of fighting) is the sharpest line here, because lotto is the lottery and also I fight. Even the flex is bookkeeping: what four of them once spent on clothes in a year is now the dry cleaning bill.