Always made it
Always made it
Always made it
Ah, ok, ok
Ok, ok, yeah

I'm on a Range Rover
I start the engine and overtake on the right
1-6-9, are the holes I make in the head
Your best brothers, all smoke, but no party
I'm Beethoven, the strongest, but without an orchestra
Yes, I move in the scene, but I go alone, bro', as I like
I'm a loner, don't keep me company, bro', if you don't mind
I noticed that talent is not so important, so everything is silent
Here people want the dissing, then they want the gossip, but I don't like it (no)
No, no, I make music, not a reality show contestant
No, no, the message I send is stronger
A minute of silence for all the guys who make a career
Presenting themselves on Men and Women
If you want you can try to do it again
I say no because you get a heart attack
If you haven't understood who we are
We introduce ourselves and then I'll call you back
You're like princesses
And you shouldn't have those ugly parties with nothing
I come to make half heads, bro', a Winchester
You're just traffic wardens, listen to this

I change the gear but I don't change my car, no, not this
I'm out of the game, they know and I know
I've waited too long, eh
So move now, it's my turn
This stuff splits your head in two
I'm in the studio with DJ Sine and
We cook for you, five Michelin stars, ye-ye

Ah
It's like fighting on a bad night (yes)
When you're on the ground and you get kicked in the face
And you only think: "I'll hunt you down", yo
It's a promise, not a threat
It's like the hatred inside these rhymes
I haven't learned to take revenge but only to react
Like the planes that attack us from above
We will be the roots that break the asphalt, us
Like black stars in this sky
We only live in the moment when we will explode
Like a ready bomb, mh, hear the ticking
I am Jesus Christ and this beat is God
And fucking me is a sacrilege
You hope for the best while you prepare for the worst
And every new verse is like a new testament
You know you stay in balance, man outside and beast inside, bitch
Sad and panic days, from the whistles and the abyss
To platinum records, you still wonder why I go slow?
Because when I say you have to suck it I want it to be clear

I change the gear but I don't change my car, no, not this
I'm out of the game, they know and I know
I've waited too long, eh
So move now, it's my turn
This stuff splits your head in two
I'm in the studio with DJ Sine and
We cook for you, five Michelin stars, ye-ye

Always made it
Always made it
Always made it

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