East Side - Nerone, J-AX

Stavo nell’Eastside, facevo freestyle

Pulivo i cessi dove ci ballavi tu (Baby)

Ora egoista, salto la lista

E salgo sopra il palco e, fra', non scendo più (No)

E vuole che mi trovo un lavoro (Se)

Che dò un taglio col fumo

Ma così non sono io, sei tu (Sei tu)

Torno nell’Eastside, hasta la vista

Scusa baby, me ne vado a fare su

Non sono stato un bravo figlio e manco ci assomiglio (Ah)

Non mi accontento ma non frigno, ciò che passa piglio (Ah)

Da mecenate, per le strade mai elegante

Il grano gli chiude il cuore, la coca le apre le gambe (Ahah)

La strada infame, le mamme piangono sangue

I padri piangono i figli i figli piangono fame (Se)

Cazzate a part, ogni amico è uno sparring partner

Nasciamo dalla merda e la carne torna alle fiamme (Yo)

Nord e sud stessa storia, soldi e gloria

Fino a che non sei più tu per la droga

Per una troia o solo per noia

O per lasciare la 91, guarda

Sotto il culo ho una Toyota

Sgaso sull’invidia di tutte 'ste serpi

Più fai di tutto per qualcuno e più lo perdi

Da dieci anni grido tutto e tu non senti

Ora, fra', più mi dai in culo, più le prendi

Stavo nell’Eastside, facevo freestyle

Pulivo i cessi dove ci ballavi tu (Baby)

Ora egoista, salto la lista

E salgo sopra il palco e, fra', non scendo più (No)

E vuole che mi trovo un lavoro (Se)

Che dò un taglio col fumo

Ma così non sono io, sei tu (Sei tu)

Torno nell’Eastside, hasta la vista

Scusa baby, me ne vado a fare su

Ma che ne sai?

(Eh)

Mo questo è un gioco colorato alla Fortnite

Quando inizia era tipo Far Cry

Nel club c’era il Deejay Time

Il rap girava nei centri sociali come l’eroina e l’AIDS

Freestyle per una birra, per creare hype

Scrivevi il nome sui muri con la vernice spray

Chi era delle popolari non faceva i like

Andava a scuola a fare raid, a fotterti le Nike

Ballavano solo la Techno (Tunz-tunz)

E in macchina pompavano Gigi D’Alessio

Ho fatto successo ma alle fighette piacevo poco

Allora i filtri li mettevo nelle canne, mica nelle foto (Ahah)

Chiavavo con le americane che manco sapevano che ero famoso (No)

Voi oggi rimanete vergini fino a quando non fate un disco d’oro

Sì, non c’entra un cazzo con l’hip hop

Ma Pino Daniele resta blues, anche se ha fatto del pop

Stavo nell’Eastside, facevo freestyle

Pulivo i cessi dove ci ballavi tu (Baby)

Ora egoista, salto la lista

E salgo sopra il palco e, fra', non scendo più (No)

E vuole che mi trovo un lavoro (Se)

Che dò un taglio col fumo

Ma così non sono io, sei tu (Sei tu)

Torno nell’Eastside, hasta la vista

Scusa baby, me ne vado a fare su

I was on the Eastside, I was doing freestyle

I cleaned the toilets where you danced (Baby)

Now selfish, I skip the list

And I go up on the stage and, between ', I don't go down anymore (No)

And he wants me to find me a job (If)

That I give a break with the smoke

But so it's not me, it's you (it's you)

I'm going back to the Eastside, hasta the view

Sorry baby, I'm going to go up

I haven't been a good son and I don't even look like it (Ah)

I am not satisfied but I do not whine, what passes I look (Ah)

As a patron, never elegant on the streets

Wheat closes her heart, coke opens her legs (Ahah)

The infamous street, mothers cry blood

Fathers cry for children, children cry hunger (If)

Bullshit aside, every friend is a sparring partner

We are born from the shit and the meat goes back to the flames (Yo)

North and south same story, money and glory

Until it's you for the drugs anymore

For a slut or just out of boredom

Or to leave 91, look

I have a Toyota under my ass

Escaped the envy of all these snakes

The more you do everything for someone, the more you lose them

I've been screaming everything for ten years and you don't hear

Now, bro, the more you fuck in my ass, the more you take them

I was on the Eastside, I was doing freestyle

I cleaned the toilets where you danced (Baby)

Now selfish, I skip the list

And I go up on the stage and, between ', I don't go down anymore (No)

And he wants me to find me a job (If)

That I give a break with the smoke

But so it's not me, it's you (it's you)

I'm going back to the Eastside, hasta the view

Sorry baby, I'm going to go up

But what do you know?

(Eh)

Mo this is a colorful game a la Fortnite

When it starts it was like Far Cry

In the club there was the Deejay Time

Rap was in social centers like heroin and AIDS

Freestyle for a beer, to create hype

You wrote the name on the walls with spray paint

Those who were popular did not like

He went to school to do raids, to fuck your Nikes

They only danced the Techno (Tunz-tunz)

And in the car they pumped Gigi D’Alessio

I was successful but the pussies didn't like me much

Then I put the filters in the barrels, not in the photos (Ahah)

I was fucking with the Americans who didn't even know I was famous (No)

You remain virgins today until you make a gold record

Yes, there's nothing shit about hip hop

But Pino Daniele remains blues, even if he did some pop

I was on the Eastside, I was doing freestyle

I cleaned the toilets where you danced (Baby)

Now selfish, I skip the list

And I go up on the stage and, between ', I don't go down anymore (No)

And he wants me to find me a job (If)

That I give a break with the smoke

But so it's not me, it's you (it's you)

I'm going back to the Eastside, hasta the view

Sorry baby, I'm going to go up