Southside, *** I run in the savannah, my name is Mufasa South Italy, people in the house I run in the savannah, my name is Mufasa South Italy, people in the house Shut up, you're crazy What are you talking about? Talk to me about money You're buying something But not my jacket Muggy bro with a tarallo Dance on Guadagno Young, young South Kid I only do damage One minute and I'm there I want to be a meter away while we go up Signs on the map I enter the place with a bag, rivals call me club They are stuck with the trap That everyone wants With East Outside From the province we arrive in the city Oh, it's not a coincidence Oh, I want to be like Lil Dark Guns, smokes, I got a blunt But I swear I wanted to go I can't stop, I run in the savannah My name is Mufasa South Italy, people in the house Shut up, you're crazy What are you talking about? Talk to me about money You're buying something But not my jacket They say that Carta Canta So I want money in my pocket Until they give me the head Until I don't read it in the face On the road they put the reggae Mine smoke like Rasta Honor and respect those laws Those kids sing Bumba bass Mom made me a *** I could die inside the savannah Now I'm the one who makes you hungry See me on stage with the whole team They make me crazy They know that it's my time I was sleeping on the bed without the sheets I lost my eyes inside the savannah My name is Mufasa South Italy, people in the house Shut up, you're crazy What are you talking about? Talk to me about money You're buying something But not my jacket They say that Carta Canta So I want money in my pocket Until they give me the head Until I don't read it in the face