Yeah, eh, the first siren sounded, Steven went up and first came back
Born in hell, I've always hated Friday
You're saying it's better, who doesn't fear anything
Who touches iron, when it was about touching iron
War is my habitat, the story needs to be rewritten
These want to be masons, but we are the real mafiosos
We take everything at dinner and reopen the restaurant
Leave the stuff on the table, I want the physique of a statue
Bro, I've told you that I'm God in Naples, if they arrest me I'll go to the cathedral like Pablo
I'll snatch the hat off a carabiniere, then I'll pass it to the Jailer
If you wanted this life, we are those who do overtime

Yeah, yeah, do you feel ready to trust someone who doesn't trust
You can ask me anything, except about my children
You can give me anything except advice
If you want to talk to me you can only pretend

If you see me in a car it's mine, overtime (overtime)
I could have been a mafioso, overtime (overtime)
We count money in the dark, overtime (overtime)
Me and him speak the same language, overtime (overtime)
If you see me in a car it's mine, overtime (overtime)
I could have been a mafioso, overtime (overtime)
We count money in the dark, overtime (overtime)
Me and him speak the same language, overtime (overtime)

I heard the first shot in the air, but it was New Year's Eve
And then they camouflaged themselves, they wanted the respect and the face on a newspaper
I crawled, I didn't walk, mom didn't want me on the news
Too many children under the ground, they don't give signs of life
You haven't lived this, so you play the fool in videos
Italy won the World Cup, brother we lost the cause
We lost the head and then we came back home
We are those overtime, one that remembers if he's the heir
With a phrase for each head and with a blade for each snake
We are those overtime, with a gun under the gear
But that shoots overtime, that in life doesn't change, never

Do you feel ready to trust someone who doesn't trust
You can ask me anything, except about my children
You can give me anything except advice
If you want to talk to me you can only pretend
Do you feel ready to trust someone who doesn't trust
You can ask me anything, except about my children
You can give me anything except advice
If you want to talk to me you can only pretend

If you see me in a car it's mine, overtime (overtime)
I could have been a mafioso, overtime (overtime)
We count money in the dark, overtime (overtime)
Me and him speak the same language, overtime (overtime)
If you see me in a car it's mine, overtime (overtime)
I could have been a mafioso, overtime (overtime)
We count money in the dark, overtime (overtime)
Me and him speak the same language, overtime (overtime)
If you see me in a car it's mine, overtime overtime
I could have been a mafioso, overtime overtime
We count money in the dark, overtime overtime
Me and him speak the same language, overtime overtime

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