Caparezza

"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)"

"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)"

"I'm sure I get fed up, | I swear on every tuft, | I should play the trumpet for how many times I puff, | if I dive into one of my ideas | I find myself in apnea | in a flood of diarrhea, | I find it funny. (from Jodellavitanonhocapitouncazzo 14)"

"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)"

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

"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)"

"Dear Country of good pretensions ask me | if I see you as a friend or as an enemy, | you like to make peace but then explain to me | 'this missiles whistling in the air like a theremin. (from Preferential follies, n. 12)"

"Stzzo da schifo, | I drink to sbafo, | escaped my fate as a clandestine in a hull. (from Jodellavitanonhocapitouncazzo, n. 14)"

"I don't find the hustle and bustle, | when I take a seat I don't swallow, but disgust, | in bed I don't put it with the torso and not the whip, | I don't stare at the abyss like Cousteau, | nor the space like Houston, | (From Torna catalessi, n. 3)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"Accustomed to a TV on that seems to us to be off, | it weighs people who are satisfied from home | and do not fall asleep, but gas, | comments, | and follow carefully ' this havoc while the share increases! (From The age of the extras, n. 11)"

"Poor God brought up by men, | macché religion, are matters of economy! | These little men minimize roars of bolidi, | they always make their pigs comfortable . (from Preferential follies , n. 12)"

"I am Caparezza! | I'm from the garbage! | I'll crush you on the pillow | like a gth | on a windshield! | I am Caparezza! | Far from a caress! | You can't kill me | because I live in you, | you live in me! (From Dualisms , n. 13)"

"I'm happy in the fece, | I should cry and instead... (from Jodellavitanonhocapitouncazzo, n. 14)"

"On Out of the tunnel The message of criticism of the decerebrate fun and at all costs seemed clear to me. And instead you could hear it everywhere, it was the soundtrack of trendy bars, it was the ringtone of every mobile phone."

"Announce me to the public | first of immediately with expression of jubilation. | Announce me to the public | although I doubt that everyone will follow me... | down to the underworld, up with souls, | down follow me, down, more and more. (from Announce me to the public, n. 2)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"Parodiing any talk-show Her dad abandoned her that she was three years old to marry a transsexual; does anyone want to have his say? (From The age of the extras, n. 11)"

"What a nice broadcast, | it precisely resembles | the brown mush, | of my chiappone | after breakfast. | But where is the modesty | of these people, | paid to give an opinion, | drugged by television. (from The Age of the Extras , n. 11)"

"Because in life the one who figures wins, | will make steps of giants who figures, | we can all do it, | welcome in the age of the figures! | Because in life the figure who wins, | will make steps like giants who figure, | puts it in everyone's ass, | welcome to the age of the figures! (From The age of the extras, n. 11)"

"In the TV lounges | foolish extras do more | ratings than many cultured programs, | so much so that many have removed them giving power to stands of judges. (from The age of the extras, n. 11)"

"I prefer to kill the time, | I prefer to shoot bullshit, | I prefer to blow up a fashion, | I prefer to die of love, | I prefer to charge the alarm clock, | I prefer to bet on roulette, | I prefer the fire of a goal, | I prefer you to stay alive."

"Men | pay tribute of | nostalgia for eras that have never lived. | The flag, the greeting, | either with us or be mute, | this is the third millennium, | welcome! (From Preferential follies, n. 12)"

"I've been in therapy for days: | "Hello doctor, | I need cures for schizophrenia, | I see ghosts with all the crismi in my house, | they told me that it's all the result of fantasy", | yes, | they are right, | but the question, is that tonight the vision gave me with"

"I don't do show, | I give a show like | my grandfather drunk on the day of my communion. | So out of melon | that I have relatives not at all happy | to carry my own last name. | Leave me the presumption | to feel manure | sometimes hard, sometimes sewage. (from Jodellavitanonhocapitouncazzo, n. 14)"

"I am alive, but I don't live because I breathe, | I feel alive only if I take off the stylus and write. (from Jodellavitanonhocapitouncazzo, n. 14)"

"The only certainty is that I end up badly: | CapaRezza dies, everyone at the funeral. | It's paradoxical, | but I don't come, I don't care. | (From Jodellavitanonhocapitouncazzo, n. 14)"

"On the S suppository Truths record I gave more space to musicians and moved away from rap stereotypes to follow a more personal path. (Caparezza, Mental sagas)"

"I don't frieze with a coffin that gives me | esteem and good name in the cathedral and in the mosque, | I don't like the bara Versace I like the plebean coffin, | mine the idea of shopping at IKEA. (from Announce me to the public, n. 2)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"

"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)"