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Description
Featured Vocals: Guè
Producer: 333 Mob
Programmer: 333 Mob
Vocals: 333 Mob
Mastering Engineer: ATH333
Mixing Engineer: ATH333
Mastering Engineer: Low Kidd
Mixing Engineer: Low Kidd
Producer: Low Kidd
Executive Producer: Low Kidd
Vocals: Low Kidd
Executive Producer: Matteo Benetta
Producer: Mirko 333
Performance: NiceKidd
Producer: NiceKidd
Lyricist: Alessandro Casillo
Composer: Alessio Bonfilio
Lyricist: Cosimo Fini
Composer: Lorenzo Paolo Spinosa
Composer: Mirko Agrestini
Lyrics and translation
Original
Mob
Più voglio allontanarti e più non ci riesco (yeah)
Forse siamo legati da un male così intenso che
Fa bene anche a te, fa bene anche a me
È forse senso che mi riporta a te (ah)
E non so dirti come mi riporta a te (yeah)
E non so come
Sangue sul mio Patek, la droga mi risale
La sensazione di non riuscire a fare le scale
Di essere fallito con te nella fottuta vita reale
Pensavo che ero un duro come Pavel
Il male che ti ho fatto, le cose che mi hai detto
Ti ho amata così tanto che mi esce il cuore dal petto
L'ho scritto in ogni barrio, ogni quartiere, ogni distretto
Preferisco essere morto che mancarti di rispetto
Ma l'alba è troppo tardi per tornare indietro (per tornare indietro)
Se passi al lato oscuro come in Episodio III (III)
Io sto andando contro (contro), io non sto andando verso (verso)
Resto tutto immerso, resto tutto messo (tutto messo, yeah)
Te
E non so dirti come mi riporta a te
E non so come
Più voglio allontanarti e più non ci riesco
Forse siamo legati da un male così intenso che
Fa bene anche a te, fa bene anche a me
E non so come
English translation
Mob
The more I want to push you away the more I can't (yeah)
Perhaps we are bound by an evil so intense that
It's good for you too, it's good for me too
Maybe it's a sense that brings me back to you (ah)
And I can't tell you how it brings me back to you (yeah)
And I don't know how
Blood on my Patek, drugs go back to me
The feeling of not being able to climb the stairs
Of failing you in real fucking life
I thought I was tough like Pavel
The harm I did to you, the things you said to me
I loved you so much that my heart beats out of my chest
I wrote it in every barrio, every neighborhood, every district
I'd rather be dead than disrespect you
But dawn is too late to go back (to go back)
If you turn to the dark side like in Episode III (III)
I'm going against (against), I'm not going towards (towards)
I stay all immersed, I stay all put (all put, yeah)
You
And I can't tell you how it brings me back to you
And I don't know how
The more I want to push you away, the more I can't
Perhaps we are bound by an evil so intense that
It's good for you too, it's good for me too
And I don't know how