(Pa, pa)
(Tzichidà, tzichidà)
(Pa, pa)
(Call me, call me champion)
(Chia- champion, chia-, chia-, chia- champion)
(Tzichidà, tzichidà)
(Chia-, chia- champion-pione)
(Chia-, call me, call me champion)

In middle school, introverted
Mummy outside, Narnia inside (chia-, chia-)
Every teacher was certain
That I was the locker (chia-, chia-)
I thought of doing everything, yes, except this (chia-, chia-)
Except being in a sports hall
Hands up, without a weapon behind, uh (chia-, chia-)
All because of a clip I saw
A hit like a pinball tilt
Three guys from Queens, Black Beatles
Unexpected like the taxman's green
A roar so loud it reached Chernobyl
I asked for a stage, not chicks and hundreds
I only found a line of censors (damn)
Closed with the Amiga and the four tracks
Not with the friend to do four lines
In one morning four reams
Taken by the obsession of my journey, Ulysses
Rhymes without criteria, yesterday's voice
The face of Keith Haring
Before the posses
Before rap was
On the tracks of Lenin (Привет)

Castrocaro Festival
It went well, not so much
Get out of the way, dear
It went well for Di Cataldo
RTI called me
Then Sony, then MTV
But in any case they kicked me out
Better to sign for the Amityville house

I aimed to be a champion of the Nineties
But I lost like that champion from Holland
Kicked out of the station of Egolandia
They ran over my name in reverse
They said that one is a zero, zero
From the microphone
Far from the zero, zero
Of the binoculars
Reborn as Zero
God bless the zero years
Worries and zeal
Champion of the Nineties
(Chia- champion)
Champion of the Nineties
(Chia- champion), (tzichidà, tzichidà)
Champion of the Nineties
(Chia- champion-pione)
Champion of the Nineties
(Call me, call me champion)

The producers said: "You have to write a piece about this and that
Make songs that help the audience put stuff in the cart"
And I went to Sanremo
When rapping at Sanremo
Had the effect of a sacrilege
I who was not the star of merit
But the loser who was in major
And anyway
Never defended my choices with nails
I preferred caves or a bunker
But I followed the current, extensions
The colleagues evolved, they were monsters, Godzilla
I was eating bones with Wilma
Famous in France like reds in a bottle
At the Moulin Rouge in a big shell
Well, they were clumsy moves
I took hits from wrestlers
My collapse, obvious
That goes from Cornell to Chester
And after the darkness, the Ulysses
I arrived at Ithaca stronger, gyms
Thick hair and sideburns
But the scene still doesn't recognize me, Laertes

Add the old me inside the Club Twenty-Seven
Resurrected in 2000 and it seems evident
That luck was my ruin
I listen to new stuff, it's a little thing
The void of a hit continues
Compared to Mikimix is Bob Dylan

I aimed to be a champion of the Nineties (yes)
But I lost like that champion from Holland (no)
Kicked out of the station of Egolandia
They ran over my name in reverse
They said that one is a zero, zero
From the microphone
Far from the zero, zero
Of the binoculars
Reborn as Zero
God bless the zero years
Worries and zeal
Champion of the Nineties

You know, sometimes the finish line starts with a false step
You take a different path from the one another has taken
You go from thumbs down to grace changing a year
From thumbs down to grace changing a year

(Champion, call me, call me)
Champion of the Nineties
(Call me, call me champion)
(Call me, call me)
Champion of the Nineties
(Call me, call me champion)
(Call me, call me champion)
(Call me, call me champion)
(Call me, call me champion)
(Call me, call me champion)

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