If you take me off the block
And I cover myself with gold with twenty necklaces
I leave the area that hurt
Locked in a two-room apartment
If you take me off the block
And I cover myself with gold with twenty necklaces
I leave the area that hurt
Locked in a two-room apartment
Still stoned, with the square on my mind, the drug infesting my empty streets
The pockets of the rich and those who are less rich and the banknotes
The asphalt jungle the heart is tobacco and I smoke it tonight
I remember every woman, she deserved the best but I wanted sluts
The road is longer for this horse without an owner
My name is Luca but if you forget, call me a southerner
If I had the money, I would do it anyway, Luca Cerrone
Stealing the coat of arms, stealing a star, stealing a rim
My mother is a little sad, I wake up and hug her, don't worry
That in any way I bring money home and make a deal
I fake smile because appearance is fundamental
Damn present, I don't give a damn, you have to pay
One day of mine is a hundred of yours, so stay silent, infamous one
You can see in my eyes the hatred I feel, that I try to stop
Whoever looks into the abyss and returns up here no longer knows how to tremble
Because he has seen everything you would like to avoid
If you take me off the block
And I cover myself with gold with twenty necklaces
I leave the area that hurt
Locked in a two-room apartment
If you take me off the block
And I cover myself with gold with twenty necklaces
I leave the area that hurt
Locked in a two-room apartment
They bring rocks as gifts, like wise men
You fake cry, I don't know how you do it, you are capable
I hate myself and I break the mirror, I hate my face
I don't love myself, I don't like myself, I'm not a narcissus
I made stops with the knife to those who were better off
I'm ashamed of it, if I went back I would apologize
The road swallows, young rock stars with no future
So many promises, what talent, we need ass here
I imagine myself dead, smells like gunshots, like Cobain
Don't tell me about your story, I've got my own business
I have things to say and if I don't say them maybe I'll die
You fill your mouth with my name, give me a swallow
I will be scared even when I die for what I have suffered
Immediately holy, new Bellini in my streets
I was a thug, I'm an artist, call me lei
First I take your salary and then your her
If you take me off the block
And I cover myself with gold with twenty necklaces
I leave the area that hurt
Locked in a two-room apartment
If you take me off the block
And I cover myself with gold with twenty necklaces
I leave the area that hurt
Locked in a two-room apartment