ITALIA BREEZE Lyrics – Jon Bellion (with meaning)

ITALIA BREEZE Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What’s an Italian pharaoh?
Born from a stallion’s marrow
Lawyers straight like a circle
Labels round like an arrow
I came from Ginos and Gambinis and Jerry Gallos
Oh, you thought Jerry Gallo?
My name is Jerry Callo
What’s an Italian pharaoh?
Well, I learned from Moses a kingdom can be brought to ashes
Pestilence, famine, and cattle
Yeah, pride’s a b!tch and my firstborn’s just a kid
So I’ll pack up the pharaoh talk and keep my eyes on the Passover sparrow
There’s nothing sadder than a father stuck inside a much, much younger man’s bravado
“Young forever’s” the motto, then deadbeat is the model (Sheesh)
Your culturе got you reaching
And keeping up with the trends got you aging likе avocados
A Jesus piece won’t bring you peace in times of sorrow
But you won’t hear it ’cause your spirit side is very hollow
She choose Ozempic as the regiment to follow
‘Cause Father Time moving weight, he’s pushing pills too hard to swallow

[Pre-Chorus]
Miss me with all of that
I’m not the poor thing from the caucus with the boarded back
Child of God, I am the alpha and omega’s draft
Straight off the boat, my ancestors hit my pen and pad
I hear ’em whisper like a

[Chorus]
(Italia breeze)
My grandmother said, “My chain is now your logo”
Close your eyes and feel the
(Italia breeze)
My grandfather said, “We made it from a dollar in a rowboat”
Close your eyes and feel the
(Italia breeze)
And when I’m gone, I’ll use this song to tell my
Great, great, great, great, great, great grandkids to feel the
(Italia breeze)
Sheesh, sheesh

[Verse 2]
What’s an Italian pharaoh?
I miss my Uncle Mikey
Bill Bellion’s pinky ring, few drops of sauce on my white tee
They called us guineas for rocking pinnies, I rock ’em nightly
Straight, white, and like myself, I see why some people don’t like me
You in the matrix, have a blast, make sure that you write me
How fast they build you up to break you down, make sure you time me
How fast Giuseppe’s fade will last, well, make sure you line me
Chianti sipping like Jamaicans, just make sure you wine me
Kingpin players, we’re putting rings in brass
Concrete llayers, we’re putting bricks in bags
Cold-stone killers, we’re showing up to masse
Thank God my father took up the Christian path
Universal was balking on the lifetime deal
Then Big Jon paid in full like how Mekhi Phi feel
Some Gary Paytons tried to stop me from crossing over
But my career has been a Jason Williams highlight reel

[Pre-Chorus]
Miss me with all of that
I’m not the poor thing from the caucus with the boarded back
Child of God, I am the alpha and omega’s draft
Straight off the boat, my ancestors hit my pen and pad
I hear ’em whisper like a

[Chorus]
(Italia breeze)
My grandmother said, “My chain is now your logo”
Close your eyes and feel the
(Italia breeze)
My grandfather said, “We made it from a dollar in a rowboat”
Close your eyes and feel the
(Italia breeze)
And when I’m gone, I’ll use this song to tell my
Great, great, great, great, great, great grandkids to feel the
(Italia breeze)
Sheesh, sheesh

[Outro]
(Italia breeze)
I thank my father as we smoking cigars
We blowing smoke into the
(Italia breeze)
Madone

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