歌词
From Chicago to Milano
come back from USA
From Chicago to Milano
Friends comes at aeroporto
I landed completamente morto
I believed in Americano
Farmaceutico mafioso
They found lung canceroso
My health become
Problem gravoso
When I fell in hospital bed
Business people came and said
Luigi life is not so gray
Let’s play a game in our way
This is your laky day
Now I am back in Italy
In the coffin made by mama
Now I am back to Napoli
Cassa mi chiama
I can not dance tarantella
Buona notte vita bella
Mobsters recognized my skill
Money laundry was our deal
Mine sine become famoso
I was light mafioso!
Fake transactions I was king
Life become a boxing ring
I was Lord of Underground
My life and death had no bound
As Rich man I was founded!
Now I am back in Italy
In the coffin made by mama
Now I am back to Napoli
Cassa mi chiama
In my coffin dressed in corto
I am completamente morto
I was never really sick
It was a pure mafia trick
Many papers I have signed,
For a frauds I was blind
My life, God, didn’t take
All my sickness was a fake
Even rich man also cry
Life you can not easy buy
For a bullet I was blinded
Now, I am back in Italy
In the coffin made by mama
Now, I am back to Napoli
Cassa mi chiama
In my coffin dressed in corto
I am completamente morto
To the end of my death
I have time to find who said
To send the bullet to my brain
Now, I am back in Italy
In the coffin made by mama
Now, I am back to Napoli
Cassa mi chiama
In my coffin dressed in corto
I am completamente morto