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[“POWER SLAP” Lyrics]

[Intro]
I recovered
Okay
I'm ready

[Verse 1]
I'm back new again to finish the job
With seven zeros on my renewal
So much liquidity I should make a soda (Psst)
Rap therapy, I could open a clinic (Uh)
Seventh album at the top of the genre
I'm surprised you haven't learned to lose yet
I’m chilling outside the orbit of this circus (Chilling)
Killing anyone who hosts me on their record
The flow I record (Rrah) needs to be registered as a weapon
Reading comments: “Nerf Marra” (Ahah)
Nеw trash, same complaints
It bores me by thе third bar
You acting tough is the comic line
Dumb, your bodyguard needs a bodyguard
I quarter you and scatter the body parts (Pff)
These rappers collapse standing still
They can’t handle success, let alone failure (Listen)
Neighborhoods falling apart, block against block (Mhm)
War games, bro, only the one who doesn’t play wins
There's only one hell
And if I shot you, we'd both be brainless (Yeah)
Bunch of circus freaks (Uh)
I blow up their pagers (Mhm)
I'm religion, Your Father
Cash buys happiness, where's the store?
[Chorus]
When I was a child, difference was weakness
So I don’t fake it and I dip my pen in venom
You can’t change things by playing nice (I have no choice)
I have the solution
The level is too trash, a power slap is what's needed (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Ask'em, everyone will say
That I'm weird, that I'm crazy
Many will say, “Marra is a bastard”
But (but) no one can say I’m fake
I don’t ask for favors, and I don’t do them anymore (Mhm)
From how many you suck, it seems like you're doing the Calippo tour (Ah)
I’m not chasing nostalgia and the new trends (Yeah)
Remaster, remake, reunion, reboot
We're sick of it
Same brands, same designers
Same watches, same vacations
Same producers and same guests
Same topics and the same references (Yeah)
But it's all good because they all go platinum (Mhm)
Awarded on TV, everybody acting nice on Esse Magazine
Carried by features, stacked together, same names (Same)
Carried by chorus made by the same writers (Same authors)
And every year, the bar gets lower
I try to limbo under it, my head hits the ground (Ouch!)
Let me remind you, son, who you’d be with this slap (Sbam)
Without Sanremo, without summer hits, without Petrella (Uh)
Patience is gone
These wiggas, these wankstas
With the energy you’ve got left
Pray like Kyrie eleison, Marracash
[Chorus]
When I was a child, difference was weakness
So I don’t fake it and I dip my pen in venom
You can’t change things by playing nice (I have no choice)
I have the solution
The level is too trash, a power slap is what's needed (Uh)

[Outro]
Heh, Italian rap
Doesn’t know how to say anything anymore
Doesn’t know what to say anymore
Ah, peace is over, no more free ride
Marracash
That’s how the industry works
One day you’re God, the next you’re nothing
From marriage to slander
A fragile floating bubble
No one has given and done what I’ve given and done, it’s a fact
Even when I lost my mind, the message was
No one becomes someone by following in someone else’s footsteps