Meglio Che Morto Lyrics in English Club Dogo

Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Meglio Che Morto by Club Dogo from Italian to English.
Intro
Marracash Club Dogo thank God we're still here for better or worse, bro
And it's not enough you like us, no, you gotta respect us, bro, I made it my own way
If you hear Dogo Gang even more popular, bro, hey
I've never been a calm one
Never drank from a glass half full
If mine was, it was full of poison
People didn't like my face
Bro, I've had a huge talent in life for self-destruction
It's the mud that rises from the roots
Friends' faces, the hits to my nostrils
It's making a pen stronger than a gun
It's the anxiety of knowing and not knowing, going to school
It's another language, mine; I neither justify nor preach good
It's in the street and flows hard in the stream of my veins
Bro, it's not because I wrote it that this music is great
It's because it's the truth, full of sh*t and blood
I'll leave this world like a bomb
Because life is short from p*ssy to the grave
They're just words
But inside there's my whole life, stay quiet, they speak for themselves
Thank God I made it too
I grabbed it with my fists but now this place is mine
With short breath, crooked nose, marks on my body
But it's better like this, better than dead
Thank God I made it too
They thought I was f*cked, instead I've got their spot, bro
Read on the face of the one I took it from the marks on the body
But it's better like this, better than dead
Hey
This is the big story of how my life changed
Flipped, upside down, however it ended
I come from so low I couldn't even see the top
I was so crazy I didn't even care about life
Then I had dirty dreams and I dirtied the bed
The kind where you wake up and you're not the same anymore
I hated myself
Being special and being cursed often coincide
Whatever you do in the hood, I've already done it
And if God wills, Marra is done doing it
Now Marracash is an artist
Bro, I can say it with this calm
And now that I'm out of the block
The block stayed inside me
It left a block inside
It's my life, it's your entertainment
Porn hip hop is my moment
You go buy popcorn, bro
Thank God I made it too
I grabbed it with my fists but now this place is mine
With short breath, crooked nose, marks on my body
But it's better like this, better than dead
Thank God I made it too
They thought I was f*cked, instead I've got their spot, bro
Read on the face of the one I took it from the marks on the body
But it's better like this, better than dead
My handwriting's not enough
To feed a child after seeing your ultrasound
But even if I kinda made it
I can't erase the tattoos, the trips I have in my skull
The ruined face
I'd never have survived being a gangster
I'd never have survived a call center
And I'd dream like my bros of escape to South America
With those who can't make it at month's end and don't deserve it
I don't pretend to be what I'm not
If I talk about things that bother you it's because they exist
The magnet to the ugly life
But proud of this music even if tomorrow it's over
Account in the red, overdose
You tried to make me love women
And not treat them like wh*res
You're the moon, you can't stay next to the sun
I'm a thorn but you know it can't hurt a flower
Thank God I made it too
I grabbed it with my fists but now this place is mine
With short breath, crooked nose, marks on my body
But it's better like this, better than dead
Thank God I made it too
They thought I was f*cked, instead I've got their spot, bro
Read on the face of the one I took it from the marks on the body
But it's better like this, better than dead
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SONG MEANING

“Meglio Che Morto” (Better Than Dead) is Club Dogo’s raw victory lap after years of fighting through the mud. In a barrage of gritty images – bloody noses, crooked smiles, empty pockets – the rapper retraces his path from self-destruction to self-worth. He raps about growing up at the very bottom, flirting with danger, and feeling cursed by a talent that almost ate him alive. Yet every punch he throws at life leaves a mark of resilience: the scars on his face, the tattoos on his skin, and the unshakable block mentality that still pumps through his veins. The chorus celebrates a hard-won truth: surviving all of this, even battered and breathless, is still “better than dead.”

Behind the tough talk is a surprisingly uplifting message. The song urges listeners to find pride in their scars, to own their stories, and to demand respect rather than mere approval. It’s a shout-out to anyone who has ever been counted out, reminding them that success can be seized “con i pugni” – with their fists, grit, and authenticity. In short, Club Dogo turns his personal struggle into an anthem of perseverance, converting pain into power and inviting us to cheer along while we work on our own comebacks.

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