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[Intro]
Welcome to Milan, the city of crime
Robberies, dirty deals, drugs, whores, pimps
Thieves, cops, eyes observe wherever you go
They look at you, they look at you they follow
Sick politics, cameras, the underworld
[Hook]
And you live with it
Bad examples
And you live with it x3
Characters, fake stars
And you live with it x3
The future in the archives
And you live with it
And you live with it
And you live with it
Aggressive instincts
And you live with it x3
[Verse 1 - Fibra]
Dirty money inside the Mercedes
Overtaking on a curve the driver doesn't give in
Uphill, downhill the rain comes down
The suspended lives here are legends
And you live with it
The family is closed, the boy doesn't communicate
They catch him smoking
You sell it, you grow it
Now he's in prison for a stupid law
And you live with it
Nothing
Texts in morse code
Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi
You're left with remorse
[Hook]
The future in archives
Aggressive instincts
[Verse 2 - Fibra]
Horses chase the king, on the chessboard
Horses, she dressed for the evening, still hoping for it
With music do as you like, take it apart, write
Put the chico in front of you and scratch
Chico-you live with it x2
*Fibra mimics the sound of scratching*
Ne-mi-ci, I have the scars
Sorry, what do you say?
Microphones bugs
The system crushes you, crushes you, contraceptives
Stop the track, here it is, the void
And you live with it
/>[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Guè Pequeno]
I grew up watching ultraviolent Japanese cartoons on TV
When I grew up my idols were not the best but only the supervillains
Here I breathed only noxious gases
Took the wrong road at crossroads
Taken so many additives
And now this country and this state have relegated me among the anti-dives
The deadest Italians that you live
They all seem to be under sedatives
Pop in times of crisis
I have to keep active budgets
I have to support four bitches with exclusive tastes
What the fuck are you laughing at?
/>European Milan, Europe is far away, odyssey
The guard looks at me, his face is split
Niguarda, a million in plastic bags
Semi-automatic heart attack
My face undone
The great defeat
In Italy
[Hook]