Kids
5.18 - The New Division Lyrics
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Entro in un buco, poi esco dall'animus
Mostro marino, ma a bordo del Nautilus
Odio 'sti rapper che non hanno attitude
Erba bagnata, profuma di Ambi Pur
Ti tagliano un dito, ti fanno la manicure
Spettro/Fuoco come Chandelure (Yah)
Non faccio trap, io faccio gli angelus
Ma sai che ho un milione di cose da fare (Fare)
Tolgo la maschera, tolgo il cappotto
Lo sai che ho 18 pacchetti da dare
Per un fratello son venuto a mare (Lo sai)
Oh, mio Dio, quante cose da assaggiare (Oh, Dio)
Quanto il mio cuore ti risulta vuoto
Quante persone ci vogliono stare
No kizzy, in chilling con Ciccio (Chilling)
Piccanti come fagioli con chili
Piccoli pixel, ai live siamo freschi
Dico a una troia: "contieniti"
Presto sul WWW, metto soldi in BCC
Tu stai sotto coi debiti (Cash, cash, cash, cash)
Yugi sul Vivin C, niente più fiori
Puoi beccarci ai cimiteri
Ehi, no kizzy, sto sulla whippin' cream
Becco 18, sta come Hello Kitty (Brr), non sono mai leanin'
La tua glizzy non atterra i grizzly (Yeah)
Parlo alla droga, mi risponde: "brilli"
Prendo paste rosa grosse come Kirby
Spacco la terra come linee a Greenwich
Mezza saponetta grossa come un kiwi (Un kiwi)
Danza del coso, sembriamo Gormiti
In dieci al tavolo e non era un briefing
Non era un meeting, non era chilling
Droga e morte, il nuovo Welsh Irvine
Il diavolo è donna e fitta solo skinny
La morte mi fotte, sta facendo stealthing (Ah-ah)
Pezzi da venti, i miei g fanno rugby (Ah-ah)
Hai visto Gomorra e quindi ora rappi
Sull'acqua sporca, diventiamo Gremlins
Kid Yugi Ivory, mi fumeranno, non mi fumo il cazzo
Entro in un buco, poi esco dall'animus
Mostro marino, ma a bordo del Nautilus (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Odio 'sti rapper che non hanno attitude
Erba bagnata, profuma di Ambi Pur (Yeah)
Ti tagliano un dito, ti fanno la manicure (Yeah)
Spettro/Fuoco come Chandelure (No-no-no-no, no)
Non faccio trap, io faccio gli angelus
Kid Yugi Ivory, mi fumeranno, non mi fumo il cazzo
Entro in un buco, poi esco dall'animus
Mostro marino, ma a bordo del Nautilus (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Odio 'sti rapper che non hanno attitude
Erba bagnata, profuma di Ambi Pur (Yeah)
Ti tagliano un dito, ti fanno la manicure (Yeah)
Spettro/Fuoco come Chandelure (No-no-no-no, no)
Non faccio trap, io faccio gli angelus
Siamo sulla whip cream, sulla caramel
Le emozioni sono rare
Ma quando mi arrivano sono lacrime
Vengo da quelle hills come Lara Croft
Per g puoi chiamare (Puoi chiamare)
Nei miei jeans puoi trovare gigi
Lungomare studio, due sbirri
A un barbone ho dato due spicci
Kid Yugi, 18K, mai lackin', troia, don't blame me (Brr)
Duemila PEGI, sono sacro ai celti
Sono underground, ceno coi vermi
Mark II, macchina di Leibniz
Mille Moretti, sembriamo interdetti
Da bambino già amavo i coltelli
Povera gente, Fëdor Dostoevskij
Sto sulla droga, viene un accidenti
The lyrics of Kids by The New Division are not written in English but in Italian. The song is about a drug-filled night out with the singer engaging in activities such as smoking weed, going to a strip club, and having manicures. The singer also talks about his dislike for rappers who do not embody the right attitude. He talks about how at times his heart feels empty, and he wishes he could be with someone, but he has too many things to do. The singer wants to take off his mask and coat and get lost in the moment.
Throughout the song, the singer refers to himself as "Kid Yugi Ivory." Despite having a fun night out, there is a hint of sadness and despair as he refers to the devil as a woman who is only interested in skinny men and the fact that the death is "stealthing," meaning it is waiting for him to come without any signs.
The song's chorus is repeated multiple times, emphasizing the singer's dislike of fake rappers, his love for weed, and his dislike for those who do not embody the correct attitude. The song ends with the singer proclaiming his love for drugs, and how they are causing his life to go down a dark path.
Line by Line Meaning
Kid Yugi Ivory, mi fumeranno, non mi fumo il cazzo
I am Kid Yugi Ivory and people will talk about me but I don't care
Entro in un buco, poi esco dall'animus
I enter my own world, my own creative space to make music
Mostro marino, ma a bordo del Nautilus
I am a creative force to be reckoned with, like a mythical sea creature in control of my own destiny
Odio 'sti rapper che non hanno attitude
I dislike rappers who have no real confidence or individuality in their music
Erba bagnata, profuma di Ambi Pur
The weed I smoke is so good that it smells like a fresh bouquet of flowers
Ti tagliano un dito, ti fanno la manicure
People can be two-faced, pretending to be your friend while they secretly plot against you
Spettro/Fuoco come Chandelure (Yah)
I am powerful and versatile, like a mythical fire-spitting creature that can also move like a ghost
Non faccio trap, io faccio gli angelus
I do not conform to mainstream music styles, I make music that is true to myself
Non vorrei lasciarti da sola stanotte
I don't want you to be alone tonight
Ma sai che ho un milione di cose da fare (Fare)
But you know that I have a lot of things to do
Tolgo la maschera, tolgo il cappotto
I am honest and authentic, I don't need to hide behind a façade
Lo sai che ho 18 pacchetti da dare
You know that I have 18 packages to deliver
Per un fratello son venuto a mare (Lo sai)
I have come to the sea for my brother's sake
Oh, mio Dio, quante cose da assaggiare (Oh, Dio)
Oh my God, so many things to try and experience
Quanto il mio cuore ti risulta vuoto
My heart feels empty without you
Quante persone ci vogliono stare
So many people want to be around us
No kizzy, in chilling con Ciccio (Chilling)
No kidding, I am chilling with my friend Ciccio
Piccanti come fagioli con chili
We are hot and spicy like a bowl of chili
Piccoli pixel, ai live siamo freschi
We are small but mighty, and always bring our best to live performances
Dico a una troia: "contieniti"
I tell a woman to calm down and control herself
Presto sul WWW, metto soldi in BCC
I am putting my money into online cryptocurrency services
Tu stai sotto coi debiti (Cash, cash, cash, cash)
You are in debt and struggling financially
Yugi sul Vivin C, niente più fiori
I am wearing Vivin C shoes and don't need any other accessories
Puoi beccarci ai cimiteri
You can find us hanging out in cemeteries
Ehi, no kizzy, sto sulla whippin' cream
Hey, no kidding, I am enjoying some whipped cream
Becco 18, sta come Hello Kitty (Brr), non sono mai leanin'
I have 18 grams and it looks like a lot, like a cute and innocent Hello Kitty, and I am never leaning (under the influence of drugs)
La tua glizzy non atterra i grizzly (Yeah)
Your gun is no match for the strength and power of a grizzly bear
Parlo alla droga, mi risponde: "brilli"
I talk to the drugs and they seem to respond encouragingly
Prendo paste rosa grosse come Kirby
I am taking big pink pills that look like Kirby, the video game character
Spacco la terra come linee a Greenwich
I am so powerful and influential that I can break the earth's surface like the Prime Meridian
Mezza saponetta grossa come un kiwi (Un kiwi)
Half a bar of soap is as big as a kiwi fruit
Danza del coso, sembriamo Gormiti
We are dancing in a specific way, reminiscent of the Gormiti character toys
In dieci al tavolo e non era un briefing
There were ten people at the table and it wasn't even a business meeting
Non era un meeting, non era chilling
It wasn't a meeting, but it wasn't exactly a chill hangout either
Droga e morte, il nuovo Welsh Irvine
Drugs and death are becoming as prevalent in our society as they were in the novels of Welsh Irvine
Il diavolo è donna e fitta solo skinny
The devil is a woman who only likes skinny men
La morte mi fotte, sta facendo stealthing (Ah-ah)
Death is sneaking up on me and I am not ready for it
Pezzi da venti, i miei g fanno rugby (Ah-ah)
I have twenty euro bills and my guys are rough and tough like rugby players
Hai visto Gomorra e quindi ora rappi
You watched Gomorrah (a TV show about the mafia in Naples, Italy) and now you think you can rap about it
Sull'acqua sporca, diventiamo Gremlins
We are like Gremlins, unpredictable and thriving in dirty environments
Siamo sulla whip cream, sulla caramel
We are on a high, enjoying life like whipped cream and caramel
Le emozioni sono rare
Emotions are hard to come by
Ma quando mi arrivano sono lacrime
But when they come, they are tears
Vengo da quelle hills come Lara Croft
I come from the hills like Lara Croft
Per g puoi chiamare (Puoi chiamare)
You can call me if you need anything
Nei miei jeans puoi trovare gigi
You can find Jeez (a drug term) in my jeans
Lungomare studio, due sbirri
I am in the studio on the waterfront, with two cops outside
A un barbone ho dato due spicci
I gave two coins to a homeless person
Kid Yugi, 18K, mai lackin', troia, don't blame me (Brr)
I am Kid Yugi, I have 18K (possibly euros, reference to a popular song), never lacking, don't blame me for being successful
Duemila PEGI, sono sacro ai celti
I have a PEGI (Pan European Game Information) rating of 2000, making me sacred to the Celts (a reference to video game culture and mythology)
Sono underground, ceno coi vermi
I am part of the underground music scene and dine with worms (a metaphor for being low to the ground)
Mark II, macchina di Leibniz
I am Mark II, the machine of Leibniz (a reference to philosopher and mathematician Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz)
Mille Moretti, sembriamo interdetti
We have a lot of Moretti (a type of beer), and we seem stunned by its effects
Da bambino già amavo i coltelli
I loved knives even as a child
Povera gente, Fëdor Dostoevskij
Poor people, we are like the characters in Dostoevsky's novels
Sto sulla droga, viene un accidenti
I am on drugs and things are not going well (a play on words with 'accidenti', which can mean both 'dammit' and 'accidents')
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Filippo Casadio, Francesco Stasi
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