Michelangelo
"Come se la musica fosse una sensazione fisica
Hai cinque sensi Mirco
Perche ne vuoi usare solo uno?"
Per il bambino
I apologise to little me
Big soul on his little feet
And life's been a riddle, see
Could've won a belt for the times I cut myself
But it's just a front like the middle seat's
So skinny parents wonder if their kid'll eat
Hard times, first meal when it's past five
But I can't lie and tell him it'll be
Sweet, alright, and really okay
Only find peace when the video play
Big city dream but the city don't pray
Kind heart cause I know the gritty won't stay
I had big dreams listening to Lil Wayne
You could start a bushfire from a lil flame
Couldn't look higher when the pills came
You won't see the sunshine 'til you feel rain
After twelve mum never saw her son shine
Swear that god had me weathered for the tough times
As a kid, man I never thought I'd punch lines
I was too obsessed with metaphors and punchlines
Well that's just the way she goes
Flashbacks to the way he hoped
Shed a tear cause the fam's on the radio
Call me Caravaggio how I paint these throes
Chiaroscuro, saint's sun in the dark sins
My soul shone when my heart dimmed
Mio arcangelo nah he couldn't part wings
Michelangelo, how I carved limbs
Left ill from the war like a soldier
So of course I kept scores like a sculptor
Flashback to the park I was little
Same park, made art with a chisel
What I say is straight facts non è finta
Every cut the kid would try to act but he'd whimper
Turn the summer back to a winter
Crying for his dad like he's Simba
And when I left the park, man I was left with scars
Feel my breath is charred from my dreaded past
Now I'm penning bars keep my head in art
And when I leapt for stars saw that heaven's far
And if hell's where I'm meant to be
Leave bits of myself as my legacy
To hip-hop I lost my mind for you
And to love I nearly died for you
And to love I would've died for you
And to love I swear I died for you
Hai cinque sensi Mirco
Perche ne vuoi usare solo uno?"
Per il bambino
I apologise to little me
Big soul on his little feet
And life's been a riddle, see
Could've won a belt for the times I cut myself
But it's just a front like the middle seat's
So skinny parents wonder if their kid'll eat
Hard times, first meal when it's past five
But I can't lie and tell him it'll be
Sweet, alright, and really okay
Only find peace when the video play
Big city dream but the city don't pray
Kind heart cause I know the gritty won't stay
I had big dreams listening to Lil Wayne
You could start a bushfire from a lil flame
Couldn't look higher when the pills came
You won't see the sunshine 'til you feel rain
After twelve mum never saw her son shine
Swear that god had me weathered for the tough times
As a kid, man I never thought I'd punch lines
I was too obsessed with metaphors and punchlines
Well that's just the way she goes
Flashbacks to the way he hoped
Shed a tear cause the fam's on the radio
Call me Caravaggio how I paint these throes
Chiaroscuro, saint's sun in the dark sins
My soul shone when my heart dimmed
Mio arcangelo nah he couldn't part wings
Michelangelo, how I carved limbs
Left ill from the war like a soldier
So of course I kept scores like a sculptor
Flashback to the park I was little
Same park, made art with a chisel
What I say is straight facts non è finta
Every cut the kid would try to act but he'd whimper
Turn the summer back to a winter
Crying for his dad like he's Simba
And when I left the park, man I was left with scars
Feel my breath is charred from my dreaded past
Now I'm penning bars keep my head in art
And when I leapt for stars saw that heaven's far
And if hell's where I'm meant to be
Leave bits of myself as my legacy
To hip-hop I lost my mind for you
And to love I nearly died for you
And to love I would've died for you
And to love I swear I died for you
Credits
Writer(s): Gianluca Di Benedetto Santoro, Noah Hill, Ryan Van Elten
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