The new album is a colossus, your thing, double oscar, the fault is ours In tele-series, you go to the parade, I have relatives down in Palermo, in Calabria, in Salento Don't get attached to Simo Sala, my story sounds like Italy An account in the Cayman, I bring my mom My family, Peaky Blinders, a few ***s A capital to manage, give me some bread, this is good With tongue and ass, I want an appointment In the curve to the new South of Paca, pass it to me, you did it And they talk about when and how I did it The bags fly, the sky makes it, at the first sign I take off the blade They are waiting for me at the disco, they ask you for a disco Stay for the pick, it's great The new King Kid, I fall Along the Mississippi, I cry They don't do it, my name, they don't do it, my name I go in contact with the ***, I change shoes, noise They don't do it, my name, they don't do it, my name I go in contact with the ***, I change shoes, noise Bang, bang This verse, I speak it I wrote it down, the times, the water, when I hold the sky The ocean, thermos of caffè al fratto I'm not afraid of hunger, I'll do the crepes, hell asked me And I'm afraid I'll end up there too, the bottle is boring If they can, like ponies, in Posa Puccio, soy sauce It's not a war without sense of guilt For the wind, I go down to blows of cough One final, less sad, they pull the rope At home with the sense of guilt Shadows, labyrinths, hell, less whispers They knock on the door, they're waiting for the record from me They ask you to move, for the beat, it's free The new King, the Cali Along the Mississippi, slowly They don't do it, my name, they don't do it, my name I go in contact with the ***, I change shoes, noise They don't do it, my name, they don't do it, my name I go in contact with the ***, I change shoes, noise Bang, bang Bang, bang