Tipe Come Te - Fabri Fibra

Di tipe come te come te sai quante ne ho viste

Che seguono i consigli, ma dalle riviste

La gente come me fa una scelta triste

Le tira quattro schiaffi se non reagisce

E vedrai come cambia aria

Vedrai come cambia aria

E vedrai come cambia aria

Vedrai come cambia aria

Mi sveglio la mattina, ma che aria tira

Guardo la mia vicina sul balcone che stira

Accendo un mozzicone mentre do la cera

In bagno l’inquilino che si fa una pera

Non esco da otto mesi e neanche questa sera

La macchina è distrutta sta dal carrozziere

Facevo il lavapiatti e adesso il cameriere

Me ne sbatto se c’hai firmate anche le giarrettiere

Di tipe come te come te sai quante ne ho viste

Che seguono i consigli, ma dalle riviste

La gente come me fa una scelta triste

Le tira quattro schiaffi se non reagisce

E vedrai come cambia aria

Vedrai come cambia aria

E vedrai come cambia aria

Vedrai come cambia aria

E vada come vada la gente cala

Non reggi più di me?

Vuoi fare a gara

E chi l’avrebbe detto, lo fa anche Clara

Che sta rinchiusa in camera e tra un po' si spara

Vuoi andare in paranoia?

Guarda e impara

E quando resti sola rifallo in sala

E dicono qua dentro che manca l’aria

La tua ragazza beve, ti manda in para

Di tipe come lei sai quante ne ho viste

Che seguono i consigli, ma dalle riviste

La gente come te fa una scelta triste

Le tira quattro schiaffi se non reagisce

E vedrai come cambia chi lo fa

Non si sa mai chi lo fa (il rap migliore)

Non si sa mai chi lo fa (il beat migliore)

Non si sa mai chi lo fa

Chi lo fa è un seccatore

Sappiamo pure quanto guadagna un calciatore

O quante modelle si fa un attore

Ma non mi sai dire chi ha il rap migliore

Meglio un elenco dei peggiori

Da Frankie ai mille bugiardi imitatori

Arigatou arigatou arigatou, ma però

Qui in italia a bizzeffe di reppereppe, non so

Facciamo un po' gli spettatori

A questo concerto sono già fuori

Io bevo otto birre e cambio colore

Sto con le mani in aria per otto ore, eppure

Non si sa mai chi lo fa (il rap migliore)

Non si sa mai chi lo fa (il rap migliore)

Non si sa mai chi lo fa (il beat migliore)

Non si sa mai chi lo fa

You know how many girls like you like you I've seen

They follow the advice, but from the magazines

People like me make a sad choice

He slaps her four times if she doesn't react

And you will see how the air changes

You will see how the air changes

And you will see how the air changes

You will see how the air changes

I wake up in the morning, but the air is blowing

I watch my neighbor on the balcony ironing

I light a butt while waxing

In the bathroom the tenant who gets a pear

I haven't been out for eight months and not tonight either

The car is destroyed by the body shop

I was a dishwasher and now a waiter

I don't care if you signed the garters too

You know how many girls like you like you I've seen

They follow the advice, but from the magazines

People like me make a sad choice

He slaps her four times if she doesn't react

And you will see how the air changes

You will see how the air changes

And you will see how the air changes

You will see how the air changes

And as it goes, people drop

Can't hold up any more than me?

You want to compete

And who would have thought so, Clara does too

That she is locked up in the room and in a while she shoots herself

Do you want to go into paranoia?

Look and learn

And when you are alone, do it again in the room

And they say in here that there is no air

Your girlfriend drinks, she knocks you off

You know how many girls like her I've seen

They follow the advice, but from the magazines

People like you make a sad choice

He slaps her four times if she doesn't react

And you will see how whoever does it changes

You never know who does it (the best rap)

You never know who does it (the best beat)

You never know who does it

Whoever does it is a nuisance

We also know how much a footballer earns

Or how many models does an actor do

But you can't tell me who has the best rap

Better a list of the worst

From Frankie to a thousand imitating liars

Arigatou arigatou arigatou, but however

Here in Italy plenty of reppereppe, I don't know

Let's be spectators a little bit

I'm already out at this concert

I drink eight beers and change color

I'm with my hands in the air for eight hours, yet

You never know who does it (the best rap)

You never know who does it (the best rap)

You never know who does it (the best beat)

You never know who does it