“MALAVITA” Lyrics by Artie 5ive is a latest Italian song in the voice of Artie 5ive. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “MALAVITA” song lyrics are also written by Artie 5ive. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. The song “MALAVITA” by Artie 5ive talks about life in tough neighborhoods where danger and crime are part of daily reality. It shows how hard work and struggle go hand in hand, and that good life doesn’t come without challenges. The artist shares memories from the past, loyalty to family and friends, and the feeling of being watched by police. Despite risks, he stays strong and protective of those close to him.
MALAVITA Lyrics
[Intro]
Non c’è bella vita senza malavita
Se gli dico: “Mira”, mio fratello mira
Non dire nulla, non dire nulla
Non dire nulla, non dire nulla
Ddusi mi dà un beat, lo prometto, glielo fum–
[Strofa]
Ricordi di una vita fa, l’arazzo di un baobab
Mamma veste Bogolan, la mia vita: un patatrac
Una patata bollente che non vuoi tenere in mano
Partito dal basso come un verme, scalo skyscraper
Rapper vuole farmi, ma sto sopra tipo tre metri
Giro con le pistolette in tasca come Morpheus
Slide nei DM, lei è tipo appena maggiorenne
L’ho vista due volte in giro, ha una pelle perfetta
Due tette grosse stanno in piedi come mozzarella
Io sono lì tutto bello, vesto Pelle Pelle
Alla mia destra Bello fa una cannetta
Hennessy, mi fa fumare le sigarette
Yessir, se la faccio d’erba, è Cali connected
La mia merda lascia buchi in testa come un Winchester
Cinquantenne dice che non valgo proprio niente
Mentre sua figlia ventunenne mi fa una sega
Come Mowgli cresco tale e quale ai lupi
Il prezzo per star bene in mezzo a ‘sti vicoli bui
Ho rapinato un ragazzino con cui andavo a scuola
Col passamontagna in faccia siamo tutti sconosciuti
Nasa si è fatto tre anni per la stessa cosa
Infami e bugiardi qui non sono I benvenuti
Dio quelli come noi manco li perdona
Manco li ascolta, tantomeno prende appunti
Orologio in oro giallo al polso che fa: “Pika, Pika”
Lei è una baddie e ama le pistole come Nikita
Piccantina, butto salsa rosa sopra la chianina
È mattina, stiamo reccando in una cucina
Prima lo facevamo in una cantina
Dopo che Rais è morto ho detto: “La roba è real”
Prendo al quattro a Maciachini , scendo a Valassina
Mio fratello mi aspetta sotto una palazzina
Molto prima che l’invidia divorasse Tia
Molto prima che la mia tipa diventasse una diva
Non era una bella vita, ma sicuro era la mia
Di ‘sto hotel abbiamo preso tutto quando il piano in cima
Le mie dita tritano una cima
E chiudiamo molto prima di finire in una gabbia
Bella vita, non è bella vita senza malavita
Tu sei mia qualunque cosa sia, salute o malattia
[Pre-Ritornello]
Non c’è bella vita senza malavita
Non raccogli I frutti senza far fatica
Se gli dico: “Mira”, mio fratello mira
Sotto casa nostra c’è la polizia
Non dire nulla, non dire nulla
Forse stavolta ci portano via
Non dire nulla, non dire nulla
Ma tu ricorda che sei solo mia
[Ritornello]
Non c’è bella vita senza malavita (Malavita)
Non raccogli I frutti senza far fatica (No, no)
Se gli dico: “Mira”, mio fratello mira (Mira, mira)
Sotto casa nostra c’è la polizia
Non dire nulla, non dire nulla (Nulla)
Forse stavolta ci portano via
Non dire nulla, non dire nulla (Nulla)
Ma tu ricorda che sei solo mia
MALAVITA Video
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MALAVITA Lyrics Meaning
[Intro]
The intro talks about how a good life can’t really exist without the tough or bad side of life. When the artist tells his brother to watch out or aim, it’s like a warning to be careful. There’s a sense of silence, not saying anything to avoid trouble. The beat coming from Ddusi is promised to be strong, setting the mood for what’s about to come.
[Strofa]
Here, the artist takes us back to memories from a long time ago, describing his life with rich, vivid images. He mentions his mother wearing traditional clothes, showing his roots and culture, but his life is messy and complicated like a “patatrac,” something chaotic. He compares himself starting low, like a worm, but climbing high like a skyscraper—showing his rise from humble beginnings to something bigger. Some rappers try to challenge him, but he feels above them, confident. He carries guns like a character from a movie (Morpheus from The Matrix), showing how dangerous and ready he is. He talks about seeing a young girl with perfect skin and curves, showing a mix of admiration and street-style storytelling.
The artist dresses stylishly, surrounded by friends and smoking, with connections to California’s weed scene. His music is powerful and impactful, like a bullet that leaves holes in people’s heads. Older people doubt him, but younger ones show interest, hinting at respect from the youth despite criticism. He compares his growth to Mowgli from the jungle, raised tough and wild. Living in dangerous neighborhoods costs a lot, and he’s done things like robbing a kid he went to school with, all while wearing a mask to stay unknown. A friend named Nasa spent years in jail for similar reasons, showing the real risks involved.
Dishonest and sneaky people aren’t welcome in their circle, and even God doesn’t forgive people like them, ignoring or judging them harshly. He wears a flashy gold watch as a symbol of success despite everything. The girl he’s with is dangerous and loves guns like a character named Nikita. They enjoy spicy food and moments in the kitchen, recalling how they used to meet in basements before life changed. After a friend’s death, he realizes the situation is serious and real.
He moves around the city, meeting his brother under a building, remembering times before jealousy and fame took over people they knew. Life wasn’t perfect, but it was his own. They took everything from the “hotel,” a metaphor for their territory or place, at the top of their game. His fingers are busy with drügs, but they wrap things up quickly to avoid jail. The main message is that a good life isn’t really good without the bad or dangerous parts, and no matter what happens, the person he cares about belongs only to him.
[Pre-Ritornello]
This part repeats the idea that good life and bad life go together. You can’t get rewards without hard work and struggle. When he tells his brother to watch out, it shows how real the danger is around their home, with police always nearby. There’s a warning to stay quiet because this time they might get caught or taken away. Despite everything, he reminds someone special that they belong only to him, showing loyalty and protection.
[Ritornello]
The chorus brings back the main idea again: life’s good moments come with the bad ones, and nothing comes easy without effort. The brother is always ready to act when told. Police presence is constant near their home, so staying silent is crucial to avoid trouble. Even if they might get taken by the police this time, the artist wants the person he cares about to know they are only his, emphasizing trust and connection amidst the chaos.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung MALAVITA song?
A. MALAVITA song is sung by Artie 5ive.
Q. Who wrote MALAVITA lyrics?
A. MALAVITA lyrics are penned by Artie 5ive.
Q. Who has given the music of MALAVITA song?
A. MALAVITA music is composed and produced by Artie 5ive.
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