That's so true, Killa, the true ones know it
10 years of this shit, not the day before yesterday
it's not that you're underground if you listen to black guys
when I had started, like, you weren't even here
and god knows where the fuck you were, dude
grown up with mold on the ceiling
come out from shit like Apocalypto
so I don't believe to the story about your cousin
being a prodigy and that he rules 5 times more than I do
but around nobody knows him
and I don't forget who I am, asshole
don't do it either
'cause in saying blasphemies about a God
sooner or later he comes down
little rappers diss bosses of rapping
it's like Primavera1 dissing Serie A2 (well...)
I'm respected by the pioneers, by those from the street,
ask Bassi Maestro, ask Joe Montana
this flow cracks you, what the fuck are you rapping
you can't act like the Libanese if you're Scrocchiazeppi3
With this shit, I've never cut poor figures
Ed Lover can suck me off and so can these haters
these frustrated journalists that hate my job
if their children pay more attention to me than to them
you dreamt of a Gold record and you failed (you ass!)
and I'm at the second Platinum (lucky?4 I think not!)
You want to be in my place and I can't blame you,
this pen pierces you like Joe Pesci's in Casino
Yeah, as much as I can love rap
past is a flashback
I can't go back being the one of Check Check
(back in the days)
Aigor, press REC, new track on MySpace
a joint in my hand, beers and playstation matches
in my memories, jam and graffiti, walls and Intercity trains
and paint stains on my clothes
15 years old of nowadays talk about hip hop on the internet
when I was 15, I was at Muretto, in the cold with a ghettoblasta
doing freestyle
how many travels without a ticket, a bit different from today's
I, covered in piercings, a Fedez without tattoos
and evenings at Leoncavallo, openmic on fridays
slaps on stage, MC on the floor
I miss everything of this, yes
the truth is that I love hiphop
don't dare saying the contrary
because now you see me at the top
slamming my dick inside these prostitutes
not giving a fuck about the rest, only I, bro,
know how hard I work for this.
This is dedicated to the true people who stay
how many creeps I've run on over that bum cha
how many trains I've ridden through Italy, up and down
some trains sometimes pass and never come back again
my life plays in rhythm, it's been like this for years by now
my heart still beats but it stayed there
among weeda and friends I haven't seen for quite some time
once upon a time there was a rapper and a microphone
Sleepless nights with a pen in my hand
hearing you talk about [recording] studios feels weird
if I think at myself recording
with my mom in the livingroom on the sofa
she used to say "Emiliano, tomorrow I [have to] wake up [early], if
you're going to record tonight, be quiet"
it's weird how things change in about a year
they change and they'll never go back to how they used to be, bro
if I think to how things went with some of my idols
first idols, then colleagues and eventually enemies, that's life
ask Giso and Telaviv where we started from
terrible stages, rotten car audio systems, demolished
what the fuck do you think, boy, before hits I made tapes
[I'm] in the game since 2006, emerging among 2000 fakes
this is dedicated to those who were there and know that on beat
I've wrecked half of those who you discovered in
Spit
Blocco Recordz, when I think back to that time
my story starts like that: There was a change...5
This is dedicated to the true people that stays
how many creeps I've run over with that bum cha
how many trains I've ridden throughout Italy, up and down
some trains sometimes pass and never come back again
my life plays on rhythm, it's been like that for year by now
my heart still beats but it stayed there
among weeda and the friends I haven't seen for a while
Once upon a time there was a rapper and a microphone.
1. football team made by only the under-19 y.o. players of a major team. They play in a separate trophy2. the Italian football major league3. both are characters from Romanzo Criminale4. "avere culo" (to have ass) means to be extremely lucky5. wordplay: "C'era una volta"(there was a time) means "once upon a time", "C'era una Svolta" is a variation on that