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Description
Featured Vocals: Salmo
Featured Vocals: Low Kidd
Featured Vocals: Nitro
Producer: 333 Mob
Programmer: 333 Mob
Vocals: 333 Mob
Mastering Engineer: ATH333
Mixing Engineer: ATH333
Producer: DJ Damianito
Mastering Engineer: Low Kidd
Mixing Engineer: Low Kidd
Producer: Low Kidd
Executive Producer: Low Kidd
Vocals: Low Kidd
Producer: MIRKO 333
Executive Producer: Matteo Benetta
Producer: NiceKidd
Composer: Alessio Bonfilio
Composer: Cosimo Damiano
Composer, Lyricist: Lorenzo Paolo Spinosa
Lyricist: Maurizio Pisciottu
Composer: Mirko Agrestini
Lyricist: Nicola Albera
Lyrics and translation
Original
Al collo una collana finta, come la cinta, fanculo i Diamond Tester bro, scassa la minchia!
Refurtiva nell'Invicta, la spesa in cinque, con le buste nello stomaco, mia amico incinta.
Son cresciuto tra ladri, figli di nomadi, molti coi buchi agli organi, pallidi figli orfani.
Ora se sono leggenda come Sean Connery, è perché i sogni li ho investiti in nero per i tre dollari.
Siamo poveri arricchiti, tra fieri e appassiti, ho fatto posti da gigante, Anakit.
Dio c'è, scritto sui palazzi grigi, tra i graffiti, Milano Sin City.
Vado a braccia con la morte, rimo lapidario dolmen, frate non svegliarmi, sono il cane che dorme.
Quarant'anni ancora in forma, all'attivo, non è arrivare primo, il mio obiettivo è uscire -vivo.
-Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob. Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
Non fotti col mob, -mob, mob, mob, mob, mob. -Grazie Mauri, di tutto!
C'è platino sul disco fra, Lucifero, quando lo ricevo poi lo spacco sul pavimento.
In una villa vuota, mentre il fracabario cerchi di mangiarmi i soldi finché io non mangio te.
Dormivo sul pacchino, avevo solo dodici anni, io nei casi in giro facevo pacchi.
Non tornavo mai nessuno, non so comportarmi, per paura che impazzissi e poi finisse in drammi.
Sto bene solo, non me ne fotte di un manager, con i miei da sempre puntiamo ad alzare il level.
Il tuo disco del cazzo sembra quasi un sequel, di quelli pacco, conviene che cambi contratto.
Mi fa schifo la scena e queste serpi infami, che parlano merda e poi cambiano piani.
Quando arrivo faccia a faccia con le loro verdi, non riescono a parlare e gli levo i stipendi.
Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob. Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, -mob, mob, mob. -Vi sono mancato, figli di troia?
Non mi hanno ancora cancellato dai libri di storia.
Prendo le parole e faccio del parkour, ho rimosso un tumore, dottore sembra blur.
C'è one, two, è un déjà vu, in testa ho più conchiglie di interni del Darfur.
Da 'ste parti non ti vedo fare lo scemo se sei più fake, prendi due pizze da un rumeno e non sei Andrew Tate.
Parli perché vedi solo i soldi che fatturo, ma rappavo così crezi senza sogni né futuro.
Sono solo tra gli stronzi che se sta al numero uno, non scrive coi piedi, ascolta con gli occhi e parla dal culo, goddamn!
Ogni volta che entro nel tuo spot, penso: forse è meglio se mi copi.
Fuori sono leoni, ma dentro sono topi, al tempo del -Covid hanno preso la leptospirosi.
-Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
Non fotti col mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
English translation
A fake necklace around your neck, like the belt, fuck the Diamond Testers bro, break the fuck!
Stolen goods in the Invicta, the shopping in five, with the bags in the stomach, my pregnant friend.
I grew up among thieves, children of nomads, many with pierced organs, pale orphaned children.
Now if I'm a legend like Sean Connery, it's because I invested my dreams illegally for the three dollars.
We are poor enriched, between proud and withered, I have made giant places, Anakit.
God exists, written on the gray buildings, among the graffiti, Milan Sin City.
I go arm in arm with death, I rhyme lapidary dolmens, brother don't wake me up, I'm the sleeping dog.
Forty years still fit, under my belt, it's not about finishing first, my goal is to get out alive.
-You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob. You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
You don't fuck with the mob, -mob, mob, mob, mob, mob. -Thanks Mauri, for everything!
There's platinum on the record bro, Lucifer, when I get it then I'll smash it on the floor.
In an empty villa, while the fracabario tries to eat my money until I eat you.
I slept on the parcel, I was only twelve years old, I made parcels when I was out and about.
I never came back to anyone, I don't know how to behave, for fear that I would go crazy and then it would end in drama.
I'm just fine, I don't give a damn about a manager, with my parents we've always aimed to raise the level.
Your fucking album almost seems like a sequel, one of those cheap ones, you better change your contract.
I'm disgusted by the scene and these infamous snakes, who talk shit and then change plans.
When I come face to face with their greens, they can't speak and I take away their salaries.
You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob. You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, -mob, mob, mob. -Did you miss me, you sons of bitches?
They haven't erased me from the history books yet.
I take the words and do some parkour, I removed a tumor, doctor it seems blur.
There's one, two, it's déjà vu, I have more shells than Darfur interiors in my head.
In these parts I don't see you acting stupid if you're more fake, you get two pizzas from a Romanian and you're not Andrew Tate.
You talk because you only see the money I make, but I was rapping like idiots with no dreams or future.
I'm alone among the assholes who if he's at number one, doesn't write with his feet, listens with his eyes and speaks from his ass, goddamn!
Every time I enter your commercial, I think: maybe it's better if you copy me.
On the outside they are lions, but on the inside they are mice, in the time of -Covid they caught leptospirosis.
-You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.
You don't fuck with the mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob, mob.