i'm the real story tella
no time for the stupid cugghiunella
this is italiano vero futuristic tarantella
ti cumbinu a mortatella, good fella
now i drop my shit over your umbrella ella eh eh.
back in the days when i was younger
i botti a pallettoni 'nta serranda
sbucata i vanda a vanda
i'm from the ground ground unda
we are children as a mountain as a mother
uno, pa famigghia, do you understand pecuruni?
my life is my life ca non ncartamu turruni
so, you don't forget the roots that sing to me< number three, for y'all wanna be />so watch your mouth if you talkin' to me
and if you think you cool, what do you see?
capeesh?
Capeesh, i don't know what you're looking for
this time you lose and you don't lose mine
Capeesh capeesh,
I told you many times
this is my businissi
Calabro novi mina cosa fina
and you singin' hallelujah to my head no si mbuia
check the style i'm bringingin'to ya
I also know what I'm doing
my style is kinda hot cuz is spicy like nduia among the gold we didn't grow to five liri >cuz u actin like a boss but for me it's a little boy Capeesh capeesh,
na vota tu dissi, i told you many times
this is my businissi
One for the trouble
two for all emigrants
a dominica a mass on Holy Monday
eighteen-year-olds were running away
and the marshal still expects you to sing
I don't know anything, I don't know who the hell you want
my name's not peter not don, not paulie
I just make music and then weigh my words ya know?
I use my brain like a fifteen pistol
i'm the original compari
and my businissi e' sonari nte locali
my friend you said, ieu giru chi nimali
and now ya mind is missing because my
but po cacari!
Capeesh, i don't you know who you're looking for
this time you lose and you don't lose mine
Capeesh capeesh,
I told you many times
this is my businissi.