Vip in Trip

Federico, you look me up on Wikipedia to see if under the entry for super cool rapper there's my face?
Oh, it's not there? Then whose face is there, sorry?

Fabri Fibra is the real deal, like the saying
Being in charge is better than screwing, whose was that?
I know, it was said (as if unsaid)
What are you doing here? You just passing by chance
Yes, at a concert you pass by chance
You think I'll buy it like who, like who votes for the League?
It's not a funky disco
The story is sour, when you hear it you go aaahhh
Feeling bad like Lucio Dalla, regional train leaving Senigallia
I couldn't wait to leave
And now I can't wait to go back home
I open the gate but the door is different
And there's another last name on the doorbell.

The more you want, the less you'll have, the more you give, the less you get
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para
The more you dream, the less you do, the more you do, the less you dream
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para
Italian rappers who Perepè here here, here here perepè
Italian politicians who Perepè here here, here here perepè
The more you want, the less you'll have, the more you give, the less you get
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para

Laura Ch***** wanted to give it to me
But I had to work, work, work
Still working, still working, still working...
Well, anyway, I have her phone number
Sometimes I text her, say hi, how are you?
She replies let's meet, do we f***?
It's strange, I used to be the one looking for her
But I wasn't famous enough
Too much doesn't go with not famous enough
Then she catches the reality show contestant and who hasn't seen her anymore
Today instead she calls me, looks for me, loves me
If I wanted to, I could hit it
But how sad, rag dolls
You ask me why I don't make them?
Because I'm afraid of (biiiip)

The more you want, the less you'll have, the more you give, the less you get
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para
The more you dream, the less you do, the more you do, the less you dream
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para
Italian rappers who Perepè here here, here here perepè
Italian politicians who Perepè here here, here here perepè
The more you want, the less you'll have, the more you give, the less you get
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para

I have a friend who calls himself alone
He sends messages with 'darling' written on them
He looks in the mirror saying I adore you
I'd like to tell him get a job!
Damn, get a job
Damn, get a girlfriend, damn!
My mother used to tell me that when I was a boy
Mar*****'s mother told her son the same
Now go figure out what's behind it
Actually, go figure out who's behind it
A thousand verses, rhyme catastrophes
The opposite, the apostrophe, apostle, in place (eh?)
With your orthodox lyrics
I wipe my a** like Bossi
Which singer-songwriter? F*** the slowpoke
(F*** you)!

The more you want, the less you'll have, the more you give, the less you get
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para
The more you dream, the less you do, the more you do, the less you dream
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para
Italian rappers who Perepè here here, here here perepè
Italian politicians who Perepè here here, here here perepè
The more you want, the less you'll have, the more you give, the less you get
First you learn it, then Pa pa para para pa pa para