Emis Killa "Italian Dream" lyrics

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Italian Dream

Sognavamo di sfondare a ogni costo (A ogni costo)Fingendo di essere delle star (Delle star)Ci dicevamo: "Un giorno entreremo in quel postoA comprare tutto quello che ci va"In mezzo a quella strada pure ad agosto (Ad agosto)E invece oggi eccoci qua (Eccoci qua)Sopra una Porsche con un Rolex al polsoE le chiavi per aprire ogni porta della città

Questa la dedico ai miei, cresciuti maleSui marciapiedi anche d'estate, a chi raida 'ste stradeA mio fratello che spaccia e poi passa i soldi a sua madrePerché suo padre da un pezzo è dietro le grate a BollateA chi ha le labbra incollate sulle vetrine in Buenos AiresE ha lo stile di un leader, ma quelle sneakers? Troppo careA chi si imbuca alle feste o non entra maiA chi è senza donne, insonne tra rum e tipe dell'Est al nightSo quello che provi quando la tele ti fa vederePosti in cui non puoi andare, donne che non puoi avereSo come ti senti quando ti guardano male nei negozi appena entri"Se non compri niente fuori! Spaventi i clienti"Ripenso a noi quella sera, fatti di weedIn quel parcheggio in mezzo al peggio di 'sto italian dreamSognando di cambiare aria e adesso fai teDa quel parcheggio alle Cayman guidando un Cayenne

Italian dream

We were used to dream of breaking through at all costsPretending to be stars (to be stars)We were used to tell ourselves "one day we'll go into that placeAnd buy all we want toIn that street even in august (In august)Instead now here we are (here we are)In a Porsche car with a rolex as watchAnd the keys to open every door in the city

This one I dedicate ti my parents, bad grownOn the sidewalk even in summer, to who "rides" this streets.To my brother that sells drugs and gives the money to his mother.Because his father since longtime is jailed in Bollate.To whom keeps the lips glued to the store windows in Buenos AiresAnd has the style of a leader, but... those sneakers? Too much expensive.To whom crashes into parties or never gets insideTo whom has no women, sleepless, between Ron and eastern chicks at nightclubI know what you feel when TV is showing youPlaces you could never go to, women that you can't haveI know how you feel when they look strange at you in shops as you get in"If you're not buying anything, then go out!You're scaring clients"I think to us that night made of weed.In that parking in tge worst place of this italian dreamDeeaming to change life and now look at usFrom that parking to Cayman Islands driving a Cayenne.

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