Italian Dream [English translation]

We were used to dream of breaking through at all costs

Pretending to be stars (to be stars)

We were used to tell ourselves "one day we'll go into that place

And buy all we want to

In that street even in august (In august)

Instead now here we are (here we are)

In a Porsche car with a rolex as watch

And the keys to open every door in the city

This one I dedicate ti my parents, bad grown

On the sidewalk even in summer, to who "rides" this streets.

To my brother that sells drugs and gives the money to his mother.

Because his father since longtime is jailed in Bollate.

To whom keeps the lips glued to the store windows in Buenos Aires

And has the style of a leader, but... those sneakers? Too much expensive.

To whom crashes into parties or never gets inside

To whom has no women, sleepless, between Ron and eastern chicks at nightclub

I know what you feel when TV is showing you

Places you could never go to, women that you can't have

I know how you feel when they look strange at you in shops as you get in

"If you're not buying anything, then go out!

You're scaring clients"

I think to us that night made of weed.

In that parking in tge worst place of this italian dream

Deeaming to change life and now look at us

From that parking to Cayman Islands driving a Cayenne.

• Artist:Emis Killa
• Album:Terza Stagione (2016)