Lyrics: Lil Vicky
Music: Lil Vicky
Arranger: Lil Vicky
（Vocal）
Hey,
If you listening to this,
The story of my life comes to an end,
Looking back to my life,
Everything can be painful,awful,
Full of struggle,
You have to pull yourself from the mud,
You have to save yourself on your own,
You have to love the ones who you care about,
Now,here is the reason for you
INTRO,it's the start of pain,
CASA,it's the place that I won't come back,
PAIN,it's the scar of my deepest darkness,
LEI,it's the guide of my whole life,
ODIO,it's the extremism of love.
Love comes from hate.
Now,it's time for you,my buddy...
Odio...Hate...Odio...Hate
(Lil Vicky on da track,boy！）
(Yo,Lil b,it's NKO on beat)
Verse1:
I live in this ghetto
Love comes from the “odio”
Everyday is a battle
My hate comes from natural
I do everything I can do for you，bro
I miss the time I spent with you ，bro
割破手指写下了专辑
我为嗓音申请了专利
兄弟们和我没有血缘的关系
但都双眼通红充满了恨意
坏男孩跌跌撞撞占领了山脊
这次得小心 不要留下痕迹
All black suit在道路上稳起
我在音轨上做着肮脏的生意
Hate，I do for hate
爱被现实碾得粉碎
Fade，can‘t fade away
爱太久，恨变得难能可贵
学不会妥协
学不会下跪
兄弟的背叛
情谊的价位
爸妈的白发
又老了一岁
我还得拼命
容不得插嘴
Grinding grinding grinding
To the road
Grinding grinding grinding
Demon mode
Grinding grinding grinding
To the road
Grinding grinding grinding
Demon mode
(Vocal)
（Hey，Vicky，you ready for this？）
（Yeah yeah yeah bro，I already ready for this）
（For the ones I loved，for the ones I trust）
（I have to do this on my own）
（Ok，I trust you）
（Let's go，let's go for this）
（Lil Vicky on da track,boy!）
恨是一种无法被磨平的痛
我的心被石化后变得很重
愤怒点让我平时说话很冲
你离开我的世界变得很空
恨意让我被恶魔所控制
出没在黑夜我系上扣子
他们教会我别那么放肆
我是将军有高傲的架势
加持，兄弟们得到我力量的加持
我一开口就实现我个人的价值
我把垃圾rapper都吃下我杂食
I feel like 披着人皮的纳什
现在他还找不到我愤怒的阀值
抄起折凳掀你桌子该怎么把持
和我在街上碰碰就别那么怕死
收集他们眼球一颗颗摆上架子
OK，for bake bacon hands up for Italian mafia,
Carta,canta,la droga costa,
Chi va sotto poi non si alza,
Jet per terra,balli la samba,
Blocco il block,murder in Zamagna,
Laga-laga,la tua lei mi allaga,
ALONE,disco d'oro in Italia,
Keep running,keep chasing till I die,
My brother just lie to me I don't know why,
For all the efforts to calm myself I've tried,
She just like an angle passing though the sky,
I drunk again cause the angle knows I can't fly,
Pour another 4. with my soda I feel dazzing and high,
She raise me up again and left me alone I should cry,
This time I should keep grinding you know I'm the guy
(oh，Maryām，oh)
(oh，Maryām，oh)