[Lyrics of "GUERRIERO" ft. Marracash & Venerus]

[Intro]
Do-Do-Do-Do-Don Joe

[Verse 1: Marracash]
It was written, there was the risk, however winning did not defeat me
As I fuck, my Christ, bro, swings like these crypto
From the ALERs I put in the notes this evil as Mahler
Uncut gems, Safdie brother
You label us out of Bollate (Uh)
We're the ones who are no good to the law
So we don’t observe the law (We don't observe the law)
Which is the same for everyone, it's written behind the judge
It seems so he doesn’t read it (No)
They take cars on rent
All my background on rent
School of life with the bad ones
Bro, moving back and forth between Messina and Reggio
My word is royal decree (King)

[Pre-Chorus: Marracash]
We cultivate hate on the asphalt
In the hood we have the right climate (We have the right climate)
Bro, we fertilize it with blood
Afterwards we water it with weeping (We water it with weeping)
I know that a warrior doesn't need weapons
You win with a glance (Yes)
They love to hate me, they hate to love me
But they still bow down
[Chorus: Venerus]
You've lost too much blood, but you don't want anything
You like the taste of pain
For someone who never dies you look tired
But it's still your chance
Street always has its regard for the lonely traveler
And the ones that has respect for their mood
Your battles are not milestones
They make you great, it's the story of your honor

[Verse 2: Venerus]
Look far away, there's a man overboard, he looks lost to me
He walks noiselessly for hours
He'll feel the cold when he comes home, but he didn’t choose it
Around his neck a bandana with the sun in it
Whenever you want, oxygen is never enough
You can’t be a judge against your troubles

[Pre-Chorus: Marracash]
We cultivate hate on the asphalt
In the hood we have the right climate (We have the right climate)
Bro, we fertilize it with blood
Afterwards we water it with weeping (We water it with weeping)
I know that a warrior doesn't need weapons
You win with a glance (Yes)
They love to hate me, they hate to love me
But they still bow down
[Chorus: Venerus]
You’ve lost too much blood, but you don't want anything
You like the taste of pain
For someone who never dies you look tired
But it's still your chance
Street always has its regard for the lonely traveler
And the ones that has respect for their mood
Your battles are not milestones
They make you great, it's the story of your honor