Il Male Peggiore (English Translation)

[1st verse: Celebre]
I'm really bad, do you think so?
I would like to see if you were in pieces
When something dear falls to you
But you are nervous and you pest him
As if you did not care anything anymore and the story ended but always
In your hand you once have everything, the second nothing
I see the ghosts I keep the secrets
If I record it's better, I do not waste my texts
I show my strength to monsters with my feet
Bullshits do not say better if you do not think about it
You do not know how many times they told me
"C'mon Bro!, c'mon!"
Make sure that the sound is always strong
The demon I invoke remains my talent
Filled with rage, what do you want me to change?
Where do you want me to escape if you're locked in a cage?
After you fall, you get up but stumble
Among the biggest mistakes left on the street
Always take inspiration from others, it will be easier to stay on guard
The road is hard but someone will give you a hand to cross it

[Hook: Celebre]
I make this music
I'll live forever
But in the meantime I died inside
I write a couple of rhymes
As hobby
The demon relives every my feelings
The worst, the worst evil I feel
When I'm sick i feel better
I don't give a fuck even if I'm dying
Suck my cock because I do not give up

[2nd Verse: Freedy Esaies]
In what I do, I commit myself
I'm afraid of being forgotten
My life is all a shade, like a drawing
That i disdain but then I put ingenuity
Everyone thinks me naive, then they hear my song and they consider me a genius
The rap that I do is for revenge regarding what belongs to me
From every asshole that does not respect me
I may be part of the madmen
Nowadays in many thoughts to cash
Convinced to be bad boys but can not make joints
Their texts are disasters
Those who think to devalue are the first few with a lot of delays
Do not try to misdirect me, I fight with my ghosts
Only they closed me, but they vanish in a few moments
They know my situation, the flame I have inside is the worst burn
Creating problems is always my intention when I was in tension
Because even if I tell the truth people think it's fiction
I'm part of those guys who make music for a better future
But maybe it's a dream or a hallucination

[Hook: Celebre]
I make this music
I'll live forever
But in the meantime I died inside
I write a couple of rhymes
As hobby
The demon relives every my feelings
The worst, the worst evil I feel
When I'm sick i feel better
I don't give a fuck even if I'm dying
Suck my cock because I do not give up

[3 ° Verse: Freedy and Celebre]
(Celebre)
We say we love each other and we hate each other
You're always at the game and at the end we cheat
Too many questions with few answers
We do not keep precious things
I make a mess on the instrumental
Bad, sincere but sentimental
I feel better if I write a couple of bars
The evil get worse
And the demon disappears

(Freedy Esaies)
Microphone, source of vent
Source of anger in which I find myself, I burn on a pyre
In my heart I have fire, false friends and a sense of emptiness
But despite everything, I ask forgiveness
I have acid blood, the knife on the side of the handle
In a moment I have the panic of losing everything and having debts against me
It seems to be the end of my pain
Time passes but I will never be better
I live the moment but in confusion
I'm wasting time with you, trainspotting
My rap is for a few of you
Lower your eyes
Do not provoke me if you do not want me to touch you

[Hook: Celebre]
I make this music
I'll live forever
But in the meantime I died inside
I write a couple of rhymes
As hobby
The demon relives every my feelings
The worst, the worst evil I feel
When I'm sick i feel better
I don't give a fuck even if I'm dying
Suck my cock because I do not give up