The taste for numbers, the taste for risk
What wouldn't we have given?
For the gang, for its respect
Which one would we have forgiven?
I'll do worse to build an empire
Follow the orders, the corpse is weighted
I breathe, I put it in my car and I expire
I think back to the times when I could have stayed there
Soaked in the dirty, you have weaknesses
No one should feel them
At the back of the branch, besieged at a table
Let's assess the state of sales
Grown in blood, we become outlaws without wanting to
We're going to die together
Weapons brandished, in the center, of different forms
But you know deep down we're alike
We're not going to back down
We'll kill each other until the last man
Until the last penny
Hard life and lust, point-blank shot I splash the checkerboard
Buddy, I've been up since dawn
On the two wheels I pilot
The sound of the Beretta precedes the epilogue

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
The sound of the Beretta precedes the epilogue
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
There will be blood on the metals, it will be the end of the episode
Bang bang

You'll fear the helmeted heads
You hear that we are fears
I die in high security, in psychiatric hospital
Die in my premises, bad payer
Watch your language, don't talk to me as if I was born yesterday
Which one, in crime, is the best?
I'll come to water you in your bar
I leave a grenade at the counter, blood all over the teapots
We've pierced the city's decors, estimated the price of their life
Started stories in the thick of it, they ended up bright red
Die young like Daniele
Look what we've done for the figure
Take life, violate it
Suffer, shoot the underlings
We're not going to back down
We'll kill each other for the honor of ours
The memory of our forgotten
Hard life and lust, chasing time, dreaming of freezing the hourglass
Buddy, I've been up since dawn
On the two wheels I pilot
The sound of the Beretta precedes the epilogue

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
The sound of the Beretta precedes the epilogue
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
There will be blood on the metals, it will be the end of the episode
Bang bang

It's the S, Götze
(Bang bang) Bang bang, puto
(Bang bang) Gomorrah
(Bang bang) I'm expected at your place like Don Pietro

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