Description
The city noise settles heavily in my chest, like dust on the old sneakers of those very people for whom I once wanted to bite through the world. Everything grew out of the cold, out of the harsh breath of winters, where instead of fairy tales, they taught you to take a punch and not flinch. Music bursts in like a knife into concrete: not for fame, but to remind us that art is also made from pain. Every line rings with anger, like an empty bottle after a fight, and yet there's a strange warmth in it: the very thing that remains with those who survived and are now laughing from the couch, remembering the frost, the cheap sweater, and the first lessons in street literacy.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Da quando siamo piccoli che soffriamo in silenzio, mano trema, Sat, Trofa, Moulinex, monetizziamo col trap. A S
O S Italian, salam aleikum, aleikum salam, shock, hack, umiltà, macellan le senza omertà.
Zinzel scena, discografiche fanno guerra. Ormai si sapeva,
N U L L, Nullnoid trema.
Nullnoid, fai adam, mo smoncon, hayawan.
Strada parla, vedo solo croci con ciuffi biondi.
Questo è rap in Italia, io lo scopo per bene sì, da dietro.
Faccio quello che voglio, taglio vene.
Macellaio, cevapcici, tijera in strada prima di music.
E semmai pensi di fottere noi, grazie a droni abbiamo ogni vostro movimento.
Al-khazar, oggi voglio solo sangue, prendere quello che è tuo, renderlo mio.
Verità, cima sì che vengono le carie, incomparabili come la storia voglio scriverla.
Sparo, sparo, se te li spari vedi i bossoli.
Nomini uno di noi quattro, la tua carriera finisce in un attimo. Dio ti porterà da me habibi, non accetto consigli.
E pensa, se mi gira il cazzo parte bottiglia, sai dove finisce bene?
Ogni tiro vedo da lontano se guadagni bene, se hai fatto le ferie o mine.
Ah, ho sofferto da piccolo per quelle scarpe, tagliavo collo per quelle scarpe.
Felpa, freddo e neve, inverno saranno affari o guerre. Ahaha, ahaha, rido dal divano, aha.
La prima cosa che da piccolo ho imparato: scappar, ruba, prendi tutto.
Se ritiro fuori tutto quel che ho fatto, aha, mando in lutto e mandiamo in lutto il rap italiano tutto gay.
English translation
Since we were little, we suffer in silence, our hands tremble, Sat, Trofa, Moulinex, we monetize with trap. In S
O S Italian, salam aleikum, aleikum salam, shock, hack, humility, slaughter them without silence.
Zinzel scene, record companies are waging war. By now it was known,
N U L L, Nullnoid trembles.
Nullnoid, do adam, mo smoncon, hayawan.
Road speaks, I only see crosses with blond tufts.
This is rap in Italy, I fuck him well yes, from behind.
I do what I want, I cut veins.
Butcher, cevapcici, tijera in the street before music.
And if you ever think you're fucking us, thanks to drones we have your every move.
Al-khazar, today I only want blood, to take what is yours, to make it mine.
Truth, top yes that cavities come, incomparable like the story I want to write it.
I shoot, I shoot, if you shoot them you see the shells.
You name one of the four of us, your career is over in an instant. God will bring you to me habibi, I don't take advice.
And think, if I feel dizzy, the bottle ends, do you know where it ends?
Every shot I see from afar if you earn well, if you have had holidays or mines.
Ah, I suffered from those shoes as a child, I cut my neck for those shoes.
Sweatshirt, cold and snow, winter will be business or war. Ahaha, ahaha, I laugh from the sofa, aha.
The first thing I learned as a child: run away, steal, take everything.
If I take back everything I've done, aha, I'll go into mourning and let's send all gay Italian rap into mourning.