[Intro]
I've been around too long
I want to go home
Shall we go home?
I want to go home
I want to go home
[ Verse 1]
Brother I pack another suitcase
I'm always out of the house
I don't want to break the record
I just want to beat the cash
Turn it on
Stop it
Pass it on
Some people think that
You can make a difference
Chasing the dreams of others
Indians and diligence
Beautiful, talented, elegant< br/>Only appearance counts
I've been on the road for too long
An essay, a passage
I'm walking alone in the desert of language
Fully caught up in rap< br/>Like shoot, hit
I'm a train of ideas
With a graffiti on it
Life is a circle I dance in it
Then I go out, then I come back
I dart through the words that sch-sch-sch-scratcho
Step by step, say hello, overtake, descent, climb
[Hook]
I want to go home
(these friends they are fake as if life were a movie on TV)
I want to go home
(you stare at me with dull eyes and say you want to try but I won't fall for it anymore)
I want to go home
(I'll take you far away so we'll finally be happy, out of Milan but then you tell me)
I want to go home
(around I only see houses, buildings, car parks, buildings, here staying calm is harder and harder)
[Verse 2]
I'm the one who advises you to try and take the risk
These motherfuckers say they rap, yeah, but I don't understand them
The girl who leaves them with a friend gets away with it, they seem like a film I've already seen
I also followed the masses but then I said enough, now I write and perform
I don't talk to journalists who ask me - you're crazy - what drugs do I mix? few, yes, but it's better if you don't provoke because you never know how I'll react
This music saves me, in fact it's my obsession
If I wasn't here I would have already bought a gun and shot a minister
I enter the terrorist-type base, skip the track, hasta la vista and pay the artist
I go beyond the sixth sense, even if it makes a certain sense
If I had followed the advice of the others I would have already finished I feel it
Everything I've done has served to be here so I don't regret it
The base ends I open my eyes I find myself far away and I think
[Hook]< br/>[Outro]
Whether you wander or they give you work
Profit belongs to the capitalists
*laughter*

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