Malavita, it's the name they gave me based of where I'm from
Malavita, that my parents forgive me, once again
There are 2 schools, here you get lost or you fly
There are 2 schools, one of war, one of alcohol
I didn't choose to be born or to grow up here, in the weed and the bad life
I try to get lost but everything is written, Malavita
I didn't choose to be born or to die here
In the weed and the bad life
It's only when I dream that the world is pretty, Malavita
Malavita, Malavita, Malavita,
Malavita, Malavita, Malavita
Yeah it's Remy
We didn't choose the rain, we didn't choose the nice weather
My dreams become more and more important
And then not a cat in the neighborhood, only the GPS purrs
I make bad choices and I remember my parents weren't wrong
We won't last a longtime
My empty bags, not far from the slides
Too much in the neighborhood, we lose the habit of expressing ourselves eloquently
Times are tough, little brother won't go on vacation
I hurt when I think about it
My questions are unanswered, too late when I ask them
All my life waiting but waiting for what, you have two legs, two arms, well yeah
I found reasons to avoid tears, found questions to forget the dramas
I hurt when I think about it
I didn't choose to be born or to grow up here, in the weed and the bad life
I try to get lost but everything is written, Malavita
I didn't choose to be born or to die here
In the weed and the bad life
It's only when I dream that the world is pretty, Malavita
Malavita, Malavita, Malavita,
Malavita, Malavita, Malavita