Mestizia CRK
Non uso la mia voce perché c'ho i complessi
Agli eccessi a furia di fare compromessi
Persi, senza esiti, compressi, ingesti e fatti a pezzi

Se ti dicessi che è scritto tutto
In codice mnemonico
Decripta l'iride del topo cavia dell'utopico

Sono l'artefice delle ali di Icaro
Un fantasma in caduta libera mica libero

Non ti preoccupare
Ci sta il male fuori mica il mare
Ci puoi annegare nel mio rancore
Mica è una serie

Vedo solo fotocopie come pecore al recinto
Black Goats! CRK! Scappa o zitto!

Sketch:
Shoutout Chaos Rules clan
Yall just got a new fan
Shit is all in Flames
Once they get up in the booth damn

We never stoppin, not an option, we ain't sorry yeah
Before the song I put wax on like I'm Miyagi yeah

This ain't a game homie I aint tryna play with you
This ain't a gang but if you hate then we gon aim at you

Bitch you claim to bang,
Man I'm on my way to fame
I'll be waitin for the day I get on stage
And hear my name, woo!

Fruit Vendor:
Repping clubbing culture with the Chaos Rules Klan crew
Grew up in Rome, now Naples is my actual neighborhood
A saber tooth tiger with the fader on the console
Getting bodies racing like Fernando Alonso
On the dancefloor the fans roar
From Italy to France or Japan
Where Mestizia is making an advance
On the bandstand
I’ll spin the decks while doing handstands
Because I’m bad, man, I’m trending even on the ‘gram, man!

Sketch:
Turn it up we never stoppin
At the club I'm gettin sloppy
Laughing while the haters watchin
Takin off like I'm a rocket

Hungry man I got the bread
Crazy when I'm off my meds
I come through they turning heads
Bitches blush they turning red

WOW, shit is poppin now
BLOW, ain't no turning down
HOW, will this crew be found?
From making the dopest sounds

POW we gon bang it out
POW we gon bang it out
LOUD from the underground
NOW we gon shut it down