Diversidad, GMBisGeryMendes, Luchè, Valete - Hot! testo (lyrics)

Twenty-something years ago
It was like 5 in the morn'
We get up, on the road
Outside it would storm
Moms would bring me to relatives
They bring me to school
In order for parents to work
And provide us the food
Got to school, got tested
Got into my first fight
Years later, first love
Smoking joints through the night
New passion, quit school
Now I speak through the mic
Left negativity behind and move
In the right direction
At times stressing, I refuse to work for boss
I'm an independent
Bring you the message like:
"Don't push me, close to the edge"
Sun shines over here, been on the other side
Don't plan on going back to that
But we still got a long way to go
Will I remain humble when I'm successful
GMB still Gery Mendes, man
Nothing is changing
Look in the mirror, proud of myself
I finally made it

I've been on the road for too long
Times were bad, we had to hold on
Looking back, I'm glad we smiling
We finally made it now

I've been on the road for too long
Times were bad, we had to hold on
Looking back, I'm glad we smiling
We finally made it now

A piccerill agg semp rat fastidio, aizann e
Gonn e professoress e bocciat all'asilo
E catechism e chiesa hot!
E libr mij so e marciapiede
Vulann n'gopp e quartier
A scola mij so lezion e contrabbandier hot!
E chi me crer
Si nu juorn t'ess ritt ca so diventat
A voc e n'intera generazione hot!
A vita mia intratteniment e l'at
Addo e cass so e cazzott e
E spar song e rullant hot, hot, hot!
Like dancing on the sun
Comm e quand acchiapp a troia e
Te ric ca si dotat hot, hot, hot!
Teng o flow ca te squagl, show!
Nun ce sta nu post
A gent sta tutt surat hot!
Vita Bona è hot! Poesia Cruda è hot!
Spy kill, hot, hot, hot!
Lamborghini viola, cu dui luc blu appicciat
Inquina, sfrecc n'gopp o litoral
E guardij nun cia fann i'm hot!

I've been on the road for too long
Times were bad, we had to hold on
Looking back, I'm glad we smiling
We finally made it now
I've been on the road for too long
Times were bad, we had to hold on
Looking back, I'm glad we smiling
We finally made it now

Criativos como Omero
Interventivos como Lutero
A xerife venho de battle tu só sobrevives
Vivem gringos acharam-se vivos
Tipo são do guetto
Não querem beefs nem battle
Só querem uero-uero
Rimas tipo não acertas no aro
Vens com estilo Amília ou Amílio venho com
Não sejas Cílio porque eu disparo
Tipo thugs de Philly mano eu só paro quando
Eu chegar ao Kilomanjaro
Mudaste de ordem à tipo Gasparov
Em cada estrofe rimas que não comoves
Ineficaz aos vinte e nove
Aos dezanove incapaz não peças paz porque as
Barras são de Kalashnikov
Nõ para rimar com neurónios
Fiz uma jam agora os teus
Fams são o meu património
Tu és um stan ou o teu estilo é campónio
Olha para mim e para a minha
Fam a fazer o pandemónio

I've been on the road for too long
Times were bad, we had to hold on
Looking back, I'm glad we smiling
We finally made it now
I've been on the road for too long
Times were bad, we had to hold on
Looking back, I'm glad we smiling
We finally made it now

Who is the best? Come on, man
Did you ever hear a rapper saying
That somebody else is the best?
Did you ever hear it? I don't
Think you'll ever hear it, man
Of course it's me what are we talking about?!