〈I gotta say what?〉 I always say, if tomorrow my career was to end 〈.?.〉 empty. It’d be an unfortunate thing that it end, but I could always say that, you know, I still got it in my heart till the day that I die. And that’s how I feel about hip hop, it’s not about making loot, definitely people wanna make a living out of this whole hip hop music business kind of thing, but 〈.?.〉?
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e ripeti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e rifletti (Ah)
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e ripeti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e rifletti (Rrah)
Musica per tutti o musica per pochi?
Dimmi se sai qual è quella che anestetizza е quale appizza i fuochi
La musica è un lusso, la musica è dovuta
Spiegamelo tu, poi dimmi dopo quanto è musica scaduta
Quanto costa? Chi la paga?
Pеzzenti o milionari senza orari, sindacati o busta paga?
Chi la scopa, chi la ama
Chi ci si rispecchia, chi la ascolta perché brama una vita lontana
Io sono quello che ti dice: “Scemo, tu non puoi”
Troppi toy, paragonami a un primissimo Trugoy
Prima dell’esordio in Tommy Boy (Rrah)
Ma, senza Prince Paul, forse non sarebbero stati tre eroi
Qui chi c’è? La E, la G, la R, la doppia E con la N
Rap Ritchie Blackmore, seh, ‘sto cazzo di micro è una Fender (Rrah)
Copione, vieni qui, saresti il nuovo chi?
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e ripeti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e rifletti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e ripeti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e rifletti (Seh, fra’)
Musica che scassa o musica che passa?
Merda vera o surrogati da fondo cassa con logiche di massa, dai
Dimmelo tu dove sta il bivio
Dimmi cos’è un furto, dimmi cos’è un tributo
Ma non dirmi cos’è il vero rap poiché, da quando son qua, è risaputo, dai
Dimmi un po’ che cos’è il rap per maggiorenni
La recita scolastica o la struggle di ‘sti tempi?
Le luci, gli spot pubblicitari
Il sonno dei giusti e la glorificazione dei furbi e dei bari
È questo che volevi, quindi take it (Vaffanculo)
Ma a casa mia non si onorerà mai quel “Fake it till you make it” (Rrah)
Non appartengo a un’altra era, sono necessario
Per far capire a tutti quanto cazzo è profondo il divario
Musica per tutti che alcuni sanno scomporre
A conti fatti il prossimo passo lo puoi solo supporre
Qui chi c’è? Roc Beats, undisputed nella jam
Man, do that sh#t, do that sh#t, do it (What?)
Do that sh#t, do that sh#t, do it (What?)
Do that sh#t, do that sh#t, do it (Ahahah)
You think I give a f#ck when I enter the stage like 〈.?.〉, nah
Mi basta un mic check, prova
Per darvi il benservito, game over, con 〈.?.〉 (Rrah)
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e ripeti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e rifletti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e ripeti
Rockare, mangiare, dormire e rifletti
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〈I Gotta Say What?〉 I Always Say, If Tomorrow My Career was to end 〈.? It’d be an unfortunate THING that It End, But I Could Always Say That, You Know, I Still Got It in My Heart Till The Day That I Die. And that’s How I Feel About Hip Hop, It’s Not About Making Loot, Defintely People Wanna Make a Living Out of This Whole Hip Hop Music Business Kind of Thing, but 〈.?〉?
Rockare, eat, sleep and repeat
Rockare, eat, sleep and reflect (ah)
Rockare, eat, sleep and repeat
Rockare, eating, sleeping and reflects (Rrah)
Music for everyone or music for a few?
Tell me if you know what is the one who anesthetizes that the fires
Music is a luxury, music is due
Explain it to me, then tell me after how much music is expired
How much does it cost? Who pays it?
Pomeni or millionaires without times, unions or paychecks?
Who f#cks it, who loves it
Whoever is reflected, who listens to it because it craves a distant life
I am the one who tells you: “f#cking, you can’t”
Too many toy, compare me to a very first troopy
Before the debut in Tommy Boy (Rrah)
But, without Prince Paul, perhaps there would be no three heroes
Who is there? The E, the G, the R, the double and with the N
Rap Ritchie Blackmore, Seh, ‘I’m f#cking micro is a fender (rrah)
Script, come here, would you be the new who?
Rockare, eat, sleep and repeat
Rockare, eat, sleep and reflect
Rockare, eat, sleep and repeat
Rockare, eating, sleeping and reflects (Seh, Fra ‘)
Music that breaks out or passing music?
True sh#t or surrogate from Cassa with mass logic, come on
Tell me where the crossroads lies
Tell me what a theft is, tell me what a tribute is
But don’t tell me what the real rap is because, since I’m here, it is well known, come on
Tell me a bit what rap is for adults
Do the school recitation or the struggle of ‘sti times?
The lights, the commercials
The sleep of the righteous and the glorification of the smarts and the Bari
This is what you wanted, then take it (f#ck)
But in my house that “fake it till you make it” will never be honored (rrah)
I don’t belong to another era, I am necessary
To make everyone understand how deep the gap is deep
Music for everyone who know how to break down
On balance you can only suppose the next step
Who is there? Roc Beats, Undisputed in the Jam
Man, do that sh#t, do that sh#t, do it (what?)
Do that sh#t, do that sh#t, do it (what?)
Do that sh#t, do that sh#t, do it (hahaha)
You Think I Give a f#ck When I Enter the Stage Like 〈.?〉, Nah
I just need a mic check, try
To give you the Benservito, Game Over, with 〈.?〉 (Rrah)
Rockare, eat, sleep and repeat
Rockare, eat, sleep and reflect
Rockare, eat, sleep and repeat
Rockare, eat, sleep and reflect
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