Down the crank in two above the saddle
Launched down the road between the heart was a drill
I remember to call I didn't have a cell phone
The music bro wasn't all the same I should do the sums
It seems I can't count even to my family
I don't know what to tell anymore since I use cash
I've closed with many they believe me different
Bro they've closed contacts
But I remember the street games with my brothers
On a broken field that to our eyes seemed like Wembley
I remember the genius while he bypasses Zubizarreta
With my mother on the couch watching Mazinga Zeta
Between the cylinders and the graffiti
The stains on the clothes I look at you and you look at me
And it seems they've hit us we're a king and a queen
A boy and a girl bro the throne was a bench
And I want everything as before like the golden years

The golden years of the great Milan
The years of Van Basten and Van Damme
The years of immense companies
The years with the Booster always in two
The years of how beautiful the films were
The years of the splits at the bottom of the jeans
The years of techno in the hi-fi
The years of the quiet we are here, we are here

The years pass and I don't put this head in place
Always the necklace the gold teeth and the crooked hat
I have a little more experience and a few more points on the body
I left some friends on the street and some others are dead
Now the scooter is a big bike
For the rest bro I've become an uncle
And the uncle has become a father
In doing rap I'm a colossus
Because I still have hunger on me
And bro I still break every time I can
But I remember yesterday I had more love and more real friends
Today I only have more lovers money and thoughts
I have those days in my head a joint and it was a party
School was enough for me to skip it and I felt gangsta
She had the biggest eyes I've ever seen
It's in every love rhyme from the first album
We're a king and a queen a boy and a girl
Bro the throne was a bench and I want everything as before
Like the golden years

The golden years of the great Milan
The years of Van Basten and Van Damme
The years of immense companies
The years with the Booster always in two
The years of how beautiful the films were
The years of the splits at the bottom of the jeans
The years of techno in the hi-fi
The years of the quiet we are here, we are here

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