The right moment is right now
I've got only a dream, and only a life
I've never regret nothing (never), but one thing: the school
When I close my shop, I write on it "I'll return in half an hour"
I've lost too much time
While i was following others' shits
I've always been apart
In the darkest corners
Now the rap is stronger than me
I've got a career and I rap in the way it wants me to
Puberty symptoms
Withdrawal symptoms
God, please full me of gasoline,
Mom gimme your patience
And c'mon I know that, and i know you know it too that, you never follow the suggests you give
Without her and cigarettes, I'm in some dumb shit
I'm walking, I look at the back, and I know you won't be returning back
And how many times I've wrote, imprinting the pen while I was crying
I've done it cause I wanted to say of all the difficult things
Oh, oh, oh. I hate myself and i love myself, look like Milan, look like you do
Oh, oh, oh. I hate myself and i love myself, look like Milan, look like you do
Look like you do
Your ones were fake ironclads, as the stalactites
Demons were raising up pointed, as the stalagmites
Who stays with Anna is lucky, because even if everything goes wrong Anna stays the same and she loves it
And I continue to burn like I'm straw in the Sahara's desert
This is for everybody who felt alone with a dad who doesn't call him
Who doesn't call him
For who has been grown up
Between the bus and the subway
For who does a step forward
And two steps behind
For who, like me, while sits on the rear seat
Thinks about a front future
Looking through a window
(For who) the bee in the shit always find the only flower
The fly in the flowers always finds the only shit
You decide you'd want to be but that's wrote yet, God is a writer
I'd like to know why he doesn't write a song
Oh, oh, oh. I hate myself and i love myself, look like Milan, look like you do
Look like you do
Oh, oh, oh. I hate myself and i love myself, look like Milan, look like you do
Look like you do