AMICONI [freestyle] [English translation]

On the fly, right? Between one, between one piece and another, like this, in chill

(Oh, my God, Garelli)

And instead my ass, half an hour to produce this shitty piece

Which will never be published by the way

Lying is a prison, that's why liars rant

Whoever yells too much is wanting what you are not giving them

Your pride irritates me like a nettle on my arm

Your pout waters a heart, a lawn of marble, ah

They are all there when I get a ten out of ten

And they suck out of the bill what I sweat that much

I have collections of fake people, but you know how I enjoy

After all, I really enjoy, the game is cool, ah

Fuck fake friends, they don't deserve me

If I call you "brother" it is because deep down we have a debt

It's just that I do a lot and I also give too much without asking for it

But how many caresses do I receive in all? Dunno

I'm out of my mind, I've said it before and I'll repeat this

First true friend at seventeen, already in the middle of high school

I don't know halfway love, I don't know halfway talk

But I know that if someone lies it won't be true anymore

And I punch my brain for simple advice

She was flirting with me, but I cut off her finger

She lying to me about herself for a more pretty face

I don't understand why, but still I'm not going to write her

He may be thirty, but he knows how to talk to me

He can't say bullshit even if he doesn't have me in front of him

I see myself at eighty with a fireplace that warms up

The Porches in the garden and cash on the table

I met him on Instagram years ago

Even before a bit of popularity incorporated me into

He didn't believe in me very much, but he cared a lot about me

Argued and returned to write until three in the night

Do you have exams? "Let's postpone, I won't be there for that birthday", fuck, too bad

Listen, we catch later, maybe in Milan, yes

Maybe on a stage, yes, maybe I'll save yours

I'll introduce you to Marra, you could shake his hand

You don't screw with work colleagues, but I don't really give a damn

You were crying over my face as you were showing me how much I matter

And how important, after all, it is what he has tied us up

Is what holds us together a little more important? Bam

Biso, I come to the studio, mom is outside, take a cigarette

I will be a best friend or sister when it's needed

We will solve these problems together

Even if you kick some chairs, we'll get back together afterwards, ah

Life is a bitch and fucks even if your ass is protected

It's better to stay under the jacket of those who have never let you down

I look apathetic, but deep down, I have a soul without a shield

I'll be naked, I'll be in the dark, but I'll always be safe, bam