Soldiers

[Egreen]
Ehi, Salvo dove sei fai il bravo, eh

[Pre-Rit.: Egreen]
Bitch boy what the deal, it’s a brand new day
Niente supplementari, it’s a brand new game
What the fuck what was you thinking, non lasciamo testimoni
Prigionieri o munizioni, piombo per sti cantautori
Attila in this bitch, Egreen in this bitch
We keep soundbwoy pieces well stacked in our fridge, yo
‘Cause we really really really don’t give a fuck
No gyal tunes when we take the mic and fuck shit up

[Rit.: Attila]
In this world of [?] we came out like a soldier
Reality [?] ‘cause we live like a soldier
You wanna be a king, you have to grow up like a soldier
We nah dress camouflage you better know we are soldiers

Attila I’m a soldier, Egreen is a soldier
Dictionary fully loaded, we ah the lyrical soldiers
We take it so serious we not ‘pon the web soldiers
We overcome your poppy show, we are soldiers

[Strofa 1: Egreen]
Tabula rasa se vuoi beef in sto c.l.ash
Grezzi e hardcore come un demo tape registrato in garage
Avvisa il Capo Maggiore di Stato
G. Fantini testa di cuoio addestrato, brucio come olio tostato
Giù con Attila, estremisti tipo musulmani in Pakistan
Quali fans, abbiamo curve: Partizan
Niente mezze misure, ho strofe cafone
Il suono delle pezze al culo che bombarda per ore
Dormi buffone, barre quante paste a agosto a Riccione
Ho un grosso prurito quando sento un fallito che fa il campione
Con sta fava due piccioni e mi passa il dolore
Passa il boccione, qua non ti passa come Gruff in Impossi Missione
Mercenari verbali senza nazione
Coalizione di due mondi, dritto in faccia che sblasta il copione
Quale padrone? Fuori scaglione la mia posizione
Hai smanie di controllo faggiano? Comprati un drone

[Strofa 2: Attila]
Let me tell you this
Lion in this jungle, we are the most junglist
Smile ‘pon my fears [?]
[?]
Money upon my mind I’m no careerist
Lyrical killa, raggamuffin specialist
With Egreen rub the green, but not sleepin pedigree
Faya fi’ the enemies [?] feed the family
Fuck the opportunities, you na mean
My talent is a show, no talent show me ah deal with
We run things and things nuh run we
And if you diss my brothers you know what this mean
You coulda neva have one, coulda [?]
We [?] you are a burger king
Music is my mission, [?]
We no take no prisoners we just make people flee

[Pre-Rit.: Egreen]
Bitch boy what the deal, it’s a brand new day
Niente supplementari, it’s a brand new game
What the fuck what’s ya thinking, non lasciamo testimoni
Prigionieri o munizioni, piombo per sti cantautori
Attila in this bitch, Egreen in this bitch
We keep soundbwoy pieces well stacked in our fridge, yo
‘Cause we really really really don’t give a fuck
No gyal tunes when we take the mic and fuck shit up

[Rit.: Attila]
In this world of [?] we came out like a soldier
Reality [?] ‘cause we live like a soldier
You wanna be a king, you have to grow up like a soldier
We nuh dress camouflage you better know we are soldiers

Attila I’m a soldier, Egreen is a soldier
Dictionary fully loaded for the lyrical soldiers
We take it so serious we not ‘pon the web soldiers
We overcome your poppy show, we are soldiers