MB45 [English translation]

Nice to meet you, my name is Emiliano but call me Mario

Defined the Balotelli of Italian rap

They say "what a shame", "a talent wasted"

I always cause trouble wherever I go

They yell at me "sold", I eat them and don't shit them out

Fuck you, fame hasn't changed me

I am not liked by all, what do you want from me

For the sons I am cool, for the moms I am a bad boy

I am unmanageable like Mario,

The manager gets mad, I'm late

Number one for my first album

I don't try hard but I fuck you over when I want

All stop, make way

This night number one is on the field

Why always me? Why always me?

Whether you like it or not I am made in Italy (like Mario)

A lot of people love me (like Balotelli)

A lot of people hate me (like Balotelli)

On the one hand I am acclaimed (like Balotelli)

On the other hand they insult me (like Balotelli)

I come home late (like Balotelli)

And then I wake up late (like Balotelli)

Don't provoke me (like Balotelli)

or I'll kick you (like Balotelli)

Those who tried to change me didn't succeed

I can't stay silent, I can't act irreproachable

All of those that expect something from me

One day I'm the worst, the next I am the king

The media have me in their sights

They point out my strengths but if I'm wrong they point their finger at me

When I'm on stage I give a gift to my fans

I take off my shirt and throw it at them like Balo

When I make a bomb people ask me

to be like Mario, throw it in the net

I am a fucking a star, those who have seen it confirm it

At the airport they wait for me like Jesus Christ

All stop, make way

This night number one is on the field

Why always me? Why always me?

Whether you like it or not I am made in Italy (like Mario)

A lot of people love me (like Balotelli)

A lot of people hate me (like Balotelli)

On the one hand I am acclaimed (like Balotelli)

On the other hand they insult me (like Balotelli)

I come home late (like Balotelli)

And then I wake up late (like Balotelli)

Don't provoke me (like Balotelli)

or I'll kick you (like Balotelli)

I like cars, I like clothes

At most I'll go to whores not with transvestites

I don't follow orders, I do it my way

Get Nicky Minaj, I would try as well

You make your own life, find a girl,

They say "I don't envy him" and then they look at my girl

You are all home and church, how much seriousness

I am ignorant but I am in serie A*

Not humble, too irascible and useless

I have the wrong job, I should have been a boxer

Too much hate on my shoulders, I lay you down

Kicks on your balls, like Mario

A lot of people love me (like Balotelli)

A lot of people hate me (like Balotelli)

On the one hand I am acclaimed (like Balotelli)

On the other hand they insult me (like Balotelli)

I come home late (like Balotelli)

And then I wake up late (like Balotelli)

Don't provoke me (like Balotelli)

or I'll kick you (like Balotelli)

• Artist:Emis Killa
• Album:Mercurio (2013)