I turn off the cosmos on the dresser, Al, John, Giacomo
Pedal we need a miracle
Frankie Hi I'm one of those who think badly
I have a flight in mind from Malpensa
If I were a pusher I would call myself Puccio, do you think?
The cop who stops me and says 'put your hands up'
When I write I have a funeral
I go on stage, combed like Elvis
Dance on I'm, make me twerk
Comfortable, co-comfortable, rap sweet comedy
Come with me to the suite we are more comfortable
Big screen subscribe to go with the flow
For rap you feel a bit like the taxi when Car2Go
They call me Lebon like Simon
I finish and go home with my head down like an iPhone
Machete Empire, dead Python
Self made, short Crossfade Blade Runner cut
I crush heads like fight panel
Salmo TV 'triple six' channel
You live in the past, you mad dog, Tannen
Italy plays the three-card game
It takes Ben Harper to screw me
Do you see why I never go out?
I wake up and feel overwhelmed by guilt
I think a bomb went off, you know?
Do you see why I never go out?
I wake up and feel overwhelmed by guilt
A monster in the bed and yesterday it seemed like a bomb ouch
I enter on this record that goes papapapa
On the other hand, who saw you as a DADDY?
Baby I'm the smoker roll it up
I close it huge they do la la'
I smoke and they say 'give it up'
I wake up in the afternoon white, Arabic bread
I'm drifting like a blind man, I need a Labrador dog
Squares of beer on the ground, how many I drained
Only shit awaits me outside, I never go out
Haven't heard from me in a while, I turn off my cell phone
But, friend, when you hear me you say 'God exists'
The world explodes like on the count of three
And you end up in my hotel room, but not because you're short-sighted
We invade the club, they go 'mmmahcete'
She who organizes says 'mum, how many fucking people are you?'
If we are thirsty, three Stouts will not be enough
I send the fridge to blackout
I dismount like three scouts
I make loaves disappear, Houdini
I come in and poof I make these rapper puddings tremble
Public enemy like Denzel?
Smeezy and click, bang bang
It takes Ben 10 to stop me
Do you see why I never go out?
I wake up and feel overwhelmed by guilt
I think a bomb went off, you know?
Do you see why I never go out?
I wake up and feel overwhelmed by guilt
A monster in the bed and yesterday it seemed like a bomb ouch
two naked women inside an Uber
Dark hands, King, Martin Luther
One English, one Cuban, brother, bilingual
I'm the rap version of Gene Simmons
The dark side won with me, Anakin
If you want to bury a rapper call me
I'm here to make a splash, Kurt Cobain
So hard not to die, John McLean
Insane In The Brain, Cypress Hill
I count the checks, you count the hours
These dads need a translator
Bars of fire, I breathe fire, Spyro
Your girlfriend licks my hammer, Miley Cyrus
Flow Nasa, I got Rocky A$AP lungs
And God is with us, he needed a ride home
Marcio, a warrior with the Macheteros
Which opens your eyes again, it's all true
Technicalities break down skepticism
Among these trappings they put three anti-Christs on a beat
I'm the Nietzsche who raps, study me
I am an infected disease, cure me
I'm not here for a slice
I unleash the Poltergeist from the radio or on a cassette tape
Wait, I'm the son of these streets
My bitches are like bars: always grateful
You rarely enter, this is a restricted area
Pape Satàn, aleppe pape Satàn
Do you see why I never go out?
I wake up and feel overwhelmed by guilt
I think a bomb went off, you know?
Do you see why I never go out?
I wake up and feel overwhelmed by guilt
A monster in the bed and yesterday it seemed like a bomb ouch