Rappers From Italy

"The future is like a little one with bushes | who with chalks draws circles around the casings, | girding corpses with liberty-style traits | if you reproach him you will have to die, you are not Misery. (from Torna catalessi, n. 3)"

"Buy everything the spot said, | bet on roulette, if the slot is not enough for you, | play the lot your BOTs, take the yacht to port, | find a fucking sponsor and a horrible mascot. (from Torna Catalessi, n. 3)"

"The spider knows well that you go to the farm with cards | signed by predees glued to the canvases, he knows how to do it, | the wasp grants him the hive: "Have faith, | things are about to change!" Vaneggia. (from The insects of the farm, n. 4)"

"Come and see, come on, come and see | the wonderful insects of the farm; | and if you bend down, but you can't see, | all normal, they got into your butt. (from The insects of the farm, n. 4)"

"And the grilli, shiny idyll singers, | muted by purifying insecticides. (from The insects of the farm, n. 4)"

"Extraordinary edition of the "Podere della sera"! | Black saw cries for the warrior bee, | fired in the trunk the termite despairs, | centipede kick ass at the border, | the mite laughs because the world is a powder keg. (from The insects of the farm, n. 4)"

"I am the toro with a great size, | but I miss the words, | like yeti you think I'm abominable | because you see me precipitating, | but it's just the disposition | with which fairy tales paint me. (from On the side of the bull, n. 5)"

"The torero who knows it is the authoritative, | he behaves with me like an honorable, | he wants to impose his rules on me, | for fame he would also kill the offspring, | of the bullfight he believes the Hercules | well, you give up your sword and take me to wave. (from From the side of the 5)"

"Already that I'm a earth sign | I leave you on the ground with a sign. (from On the side of the bull, n. 5)"

"The life is reprehensible | because it makes the joy of the culprit | and I who wanted it enchanting, | like rain I fall from the clouds. (from On the side of the bull, n. 5)"

"Now there are too many bulls outside the fence | with beltd head like Moreno and Hillary Clinton. (from On the side of the bull, n. 5)"

"Open your eyes baby, be careful baby, | don't fear the black man, don't fear the wolf man, | don't fear the gloomy man, just fear the cunning man. | He is a tutor he takes everything he can. (from Ninna nanna di Mazzarò, n. 6)"

"Baby'Baby, lullaby, Mazzarò is coming. | Stay awake that otherwise, take away what you can. | Lullaby, lullaby no, Mazzarò is coming. | Stay awake that otherwise, take away what you can. (from Ninna nanna di Mazzarò, n. 6)"

"On the canvas your entire life with a prologue: | your mother opening her legs to the gynecologist. (from The Silence of the Guilty, n. 7)"

"Speak, the truth is there you don't have to deny it. | Speak, whoever closes the hole does not stay afloat. | Speak, from your mouth free the fall | like a butterfly that soars from the calla. | Speak, mutisms are inlistenable. | Speak, mors have weak rudders. | Speak, use endless terms. | Speak, because the silence is of the culprits. (from The Silence of the Guilty, n. 7)"

"The silence is golden and you sell it to the worst bidders. (from The Silence of the Guilty, n. 7)"

"Make an opinion | or you will end up like the facts of metadone. (from The Silence of the Guilty, n. 7)"

"Who tace is subject to the will of loquacious, | you drink bullshit like the war of peace. (from The Silence of the Guilty, n. 7)"

"I have amletic doubts typical of solds: | to be or not to be pathetic? (From My intolerant part, n. 9)"

"I don't live on a ball, I don't talk about pussy, | I don't wear good clothes | so I'm out of any discussion! (From My intolerant part, n. 9)"

"I study in a class of fighters excited by red blood cells | they weren't even Bela Lugosi. (from My Intolerant Part, n. 9)"

"At severeen years old the options are two: since you either become pushing | or you become like me, that I'm weak, | that I have no rules, that I have demodé stuff, | that I hate the cliché of man | who must never ask, | since if you don't ask you don't know. (from My intolerant part, n. 9)"

"Better depressed than assholes like 'I don't give a fuck', | why don't they say 'I'm interested'? | Let a cypress be buggered, therefore, | so much my destiny is to be alone with anyone. (from My intolerant part, n. 9)"

"Ambrace the rifle, prepare the cannon, | defend the green from the golden curls. | Eject the negròn, inforca the terròn, | and serve your people with shining love. (from [Innins from the Songs|Inno]] Verdano, n. 10)"

"Now I understand how right he was, | now that I am a state soldier without the south, | now that the toilet paper is over, | but it doesn't matter, I put the constitution in it anyway. (from Inno Verdano, n. 10)"

"The Verdano people are eager | for the separation from Italy that tears apart. | And if the wall falls in Germany who cares | I raise it in Verdania since... (from Inno Verdano, n. 10)"

"I want to wave with emotion | a tricolor without white or red. | I want to praise the exalted deputy, | who wants the immigrant humiliated and beaten. (from Inno Verdano, n. 10)"

"It's none of my business if it doesn't add up, | if politics is sick and thieving, | I'm going down the street, but be careful, | only if you touch my team! (from Epocalypse, n. 11)"

"I want the calendar of a naked and bent over actress, | John Cena's photo. | I want a trans in a bikini | in my rum and cocaine parties. (from Epocalypse, n. 11)"

"I live in a Masonic family, | than in comparison the members of P2 of Gelli | they look like those of Catholic Action. (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"Setting a net will be humiliating | for Boris Becker not for us, | secrets like the mirror by Nanni Loy | but famous like Leroy', | heroes like Brad Pitt in "Troy", | we fill the graves more than hindsight." (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"We have a plan with a cornerstone: | turn shopping recommendations into an order, | sinking quality programs | because the intelligent user knows himself | who doesn't like advertising. (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"They will vanish as per the command of the ubi maior' | "Sciuscià", "Il Fatto", "Satyricon" and "Raiot". | No hornet's nest will arise! (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"You have tons of problems, but you entrust them to astrologers, | you are interested in other people's dicks like andrologists. (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"You don't vote in politics, | but you complain if the conditions are critical | yet you televote the Island of Egypt's famous | convinced that you have exercised your right. (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"Follow the Weapon in a thousand fiction as a playwright, | if the caramba stops you ask for the autograph. (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"On TV there is more soccer | than in a cure for osteoporosis. (from The Auditels Family, n. 13)"

"Good morning viewer, | this is a TG that puts you in a good mood, | crimes out there but here we talk for hours | of beaches in Rimini and streams of sweat. (from Ti Giri, n. 14)"

"If you look around you will understand that gunshots | on the Bari seafront | there is no trace in the news programs of Mediaset and Rai. | I don't feel like telling you this, | but I'll count the hairs on Prince Charles' asshole. (from Ti Giri n. 14)"

"W the TG of lies, | with hidden news like whores in the sewers, | a marshal who makes the parrot on the yellow of Cogne, | but on Ustica, no, he doesn't want to have trouble! (From Ti Giri, n. 14)"

"I don't like talking about war, | too bold, | I prefer to talk about peacekeepers | offering buns to Afghan families | from their tanks made of marzipan. | All do-gooders that go to hell | if the cameras go out on inhuman conditions | of children bitten by hunger | in their villages bombed for weeks. (from Ti Giri n. 14)"

"She began that she has a strange speech | that would make unhealthy | the calm of the Dalai Lama, | perdiana! (From Felici ma trimoni, n. 16)"

"Mirror, mirror of my cravings, | I'm the model who gives it to the realm, | I haven't touched food in weeks, | I want a cake with aspartame! (From Felici ma trimoni, n. 16)"

"I fell in love with you because my dick | had nothing to do but now I stop. (from I'm too constipated, n. 18)"

"I'm too stipation to be an asshole... | Feel it! You see it! (From I'm too constipated, n. 18)"

"Love think about it, I will lift you from the fears of hypochondria | stuffing yourself with psychotropic drugs, trust 'this chemical doughs, | they give them to you doctors who go on vacation to the Tropics. (from I'm too constipated, 18)"

"Nuntio Vobis Gaudium Magnum: Habemus Capa! (From Habemus Capa, n. 19)"

"I sifting terms and I don't end if I go arm in arm, | but is it me or the one I'm pretending to be? (From Habemus Capa, n. 19)"

"It is the record I am most fond of, because it took over a year of work and allowed me to continue on an even more personal path, identified by some as a new way to the singer-songwriter. (Caparezza, Mental sagas)"

"Habemus Capa is my most political record, therefore a suicide. The whole concept of the album develops from the last sentence of the previous record: "Mom, how many records will they sell if I spend myself!" (Caparezza, Mental sagas)"