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" street drive-in Rmx " è un'estratto del MIX TAPE " MACHETE " . La versione originale della canzone " street drive-in " è presente nell'album " THE ISLAND CHAINSAW MASSACRE " Original mix : BARE / SYNTHETIC. Una produzione MACHETE. Regia e Montaggio / Alberto Salvucci. Fotografia e post produzione / Mirko De Angelis. Gaffer / Martino Oggiano. Label / KICK OFF! Recordz Staff / ExQ , Compagnia Paco Mustèla, B Folk, Gabliele Deiana , Zio Style , Pierluigi Cozzula, Clara Areddu, Giulia mameli, Marco Dessì, Lorella Comi, Mr.Tony,Angelo Dau, Michele Gagliani, Giovannone, Claudio Maninchedda, Salvatore Maninchedda, Romeo saba, Emanuele Griva, Raimondo Depalmas, Mauro Merella, Andrea Merella, Francesco Ravot, Daniele Mura, Gianmario Curreli, Giovanni Carboni, Marco Corda. One after another, man eats man where blood attracts even at the end of the world arse lickers will have a place in the front row I have a voice in my head that drills, for your belief I'm Paolo(Leoni) & (Andrea)Volpe among the "Beasts of Satan" (refers to a satanic cult famous for ritual murder in Italy) rap Freddy Krueger, more trash than Alice Cooper pusher on the scooters, the pimps in the Minicooper politically incorrect, zero reforms, my reason sleeps but thank God I do not wear a uniform. Let me smoke in peace, plainclothes cops in bars born arseholes they all have the same faces you'll recognize them out of the herd, the law can suck me now they'll kill you for half a gram of burbuka. Those in power control you without your will, they know that you're worth more than them but you can not make yourself worthwhile. Look at the steps you take from those that you tread on I give slaps of notes on bored mouths. (CHORUS) I have nothing to lose; this is the plot "street drive in." You're in the hands of god, me between your hands like stage-dive in. Tired of people, to serve at the tables like a croupier Sad to see you happy like the skuigners. I come from punk, metal, rap from the 90s and the "rap fresh" I put it up my ass, be assured! Boast the worst, money and happiness unhealthy is the end, the more I go further the further the border goes away. "Hey Mama" I come out from the darkness of the swamp with a skull on the face I come to kill with bare hands! Come and enjoy the show .. I make more sacrifices than in a pentacle you post-failure, lightheaded narrow-minded as the city where you never came out! They look me over like I'm nothing and I buried them with the first verse that comes up in my mind. Look at the steps you take from those that you tread on I give slaps of notes on bored mouths. (CHORUS) I have nothing to lose; this is the plot "street drive in." You're in the hands of god, me between your hands like stage dive in