Moonlight popolare

[Verse 1: Mahmood]
You talk about your life
As it was written on the Quran
Really me, like you
I don't come from Bel Air, but I was born here
Ask your friends that I paid
What strange thing I did to move
From the little church to the Top 10
Without a convertible nor a dad
Mothers shout in chorus
Sun outside the penitentiary
Fathers without a job
Look for life in house arrest
But if you look up
From this garden
The moon looks like a sapphire
Lost in the dark

[Pre-Chorus: Mahmood]
On the roofs the moonlight
Shines like Shanghai
You look it too
From this neighborhood up
My God, my God, my God
The more you look it, the more I feel like to pray
My God, my God, my God
The moon from a public house
[Chorus: Mahmood]
The moon from a public house
The moon from a public house

[Bridge 1: Massimo Pericolo]
Yo bro', turn on Google Maps
Fly away from your city
Anti-trap police
[? Santa Maria] full of crack

[Verse 2: Massimo Pericolo]
In the area I'm more famous than Drake
If my life is a film, yours is a remake
I have an extra gear because my new car has six
I have got more than my parents, fuck all this fake (Eh-eh)
And thay told me I would lose my mind
But with the joint I only burned my sweatshirt
Everything has changed except me (Yeah-yeah)
Everything changed except me (Yeah-yeah)
I read it on your face that we're alike
We're always on guard like those who box
If you're normal, they look strange at you
But I'll make millions like "Polo Nord"
We were told: "Ask, and it shall be given you"
But the more you give, the more you are asked
The only light in the dark is a shot
But you are not the only one who has a Glock
[Pre-Chorus: Mahmood]
On the roofs the moonlight
Shines like Shanghai
You look it too
From this neighborhood up
My God, my God, my God
The more you look it, the more I feel like to pray
My God, my God, my God
The moon from a public house

[Chorus: Mahmood]
The moon from a public house
The moon from a public house

[Bridge 2: Massimo Pericolo & Mahmood]
How disgusting is working, brotha, I either rap or I deal drugs
I do the manicure so I scratch my dick
I went to the slammer, you worked your ass off
But actually we both achive a shit
If you are asked what you wolud do once you are grown up
Reply: "All I need is balls to
Do rights choises if you miss places and people"
More than from the Grammys, I'll hear you from a call center

[Outro]
My God, my God, my God
The more you look it, the more I feel like to pray
My God, my God, my God
The moon from a public house
The moon from a public house
The moon from a public house