[Verse 1]
Bro, all new rappers are my children
Hail to the Troupe, bro, so I'm not gonna accept your advice
If you're a snitch maybe is time for you to pull yourself together
You can't touch a bear without considering its claws
Bro, I've come back shooting another time
Whoever thinks I don't kill it has a twisted vision
The strongest of these big babies, I support who's on my side
Either they give up, either it will be a bloodbath
In the 70s, Milan was ruled by The Handsome Renè
I've got a friend from Naples who calls me "The Handsome Mattè"
Because, concerning girls, you should know that
They melt like butter spread on white bread
If I open my mouth, 9.4 magnitude
'Cause I already smoked the remaining 0.6 (Ah!)
They always offered me some contract to sign
'Cause they all know who's gonna get at the top sooner or later
QT boss

[Interlude]
The way - get out the way - get out
QT boss
Kill 'em, kill 'em, yes, kill 'em, kill 'em
Ernia, kill 'em, kill 'em

[Verse 2]
Yes, boss of the bosses
I cut their heads off and they fall on the ground
Cops, bro, change your clothes
Rappers in Italy are just my replacement
They are at attention like some meerkats
A monster like Cthulhu, Cthulhu, Cthulhu, Cthulhu
They do like Merlin, they run away to Honolulu
'Cause, deep down, they know that I don't just fuck them
I even put my balls up their ass
In recent years, they all have a gang
That holds your candle, that makes you a fête
I don't give a fuck about dissing and bullshit
'Cause I'm enough to smash your tête
You make an illegal tackle that breaks your humerus
Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Ronaldo, I mean the real one, not the idiot who got plastic surgery
'Cause up on stage I'm a phenomenon, brother
I'm like Lewa, and maybe that's the reason why
I beat up these rappers on every stage
And after that je m'en bats les couilles
Je m'en bats les couilles
Je m'en bats les couilles, les couilles, les couilles
Je m'en bats les couilles
Je m'en bats les couilles