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[Intro]
Marracash
I have to stretch out the cellophane first

[Verse 1]
District 6, Barona, bro, South Milan (South)
Come here, they will even steal your tattoos (Rrah)
We're fairy-tale monsters, Babadook
We judge whether you are serious or a snitch, we don't care about the look (Ah)
Come here in person, come here vis-à-vis (Yes)
Ask about "Persona", that's my new CD ('D)
After you listen to it you're like: "Holy shit
How come it costs as much as other CDs, that only has hits?" (How come?)
Flow makes holes in head, like whales (Yeah)
I left you alone, look at what happened (Yeah)
Civil War of rappers: Thaurus and Machete
I am the Switzerland, that is rich and where it feels good (Yeah)
I am on a canvas, bro, in the Pinacoteca
Like the Dead Christ, Mantegna
I'm on a Defender in Kenya
With Miss hottest Italian singer, ah

[Interlude]
Yeah, it looks like the more I tell them to go fuck off, the more they look for me, because what they want to sell it's my rebellion
I ride without bodyguards: my friends are my bodyguards, respect is my bodyguard, what I wrote is my bodyguard
Marracash (Persona)
[Verse 2]
I'm insecure, I can't accept myself
Without showing off to nobody, bro, except myself (Except myself)
I almost sing as good as I rap
Like there's Marracash featuring Marracash (Marracash)
I got my dick up like "Nice to meet you"
My nerves strained, damaged by a bitch, screw Me Too (Me Too)
21 grams of soul, Inarritu
1 kilogram and a half of brain, 130 IQ (IQ)
Ice in my gaze, bro, warm blood (Uh)
I seek the core of the problem to stab it (Ah)
I take off my skin as in "Rock DJ" Robbie Williams
Lungs on the radio, bro, on air (On air)
The nights in the neighborhood, the skeleton is the faith
The blasphemies are prayers
I see cringe stuff, only good for memes
My stomach tightens when I see my dawgs in jail (Amen)
Forgive my ego at the top of Spotify (Top)
You want to eat my liver, but you don't even try (Nah)
I always grid my teeth, but I don't wear a mouth guard (Wear a mouth guard)
Iron muscles, idiot, Iron Mike (Uh)
It's always about the money
Take out the rest of the conversation (Bye)
Then get, yes, out of my sight
If you have any self-preservation instinct
[Outro]
The hopeless dream of being – not seeming, but being. At every waking moment, alert. The gulf between what you are with others and what you are alone. The vertigo and the constant hunger to be exposed, to be seen through, perhaps even wiped out. Every inflection and every gesture a lie, every smile a grimace