*Burps*
This song is dedicated to my record label
Don't make those faces!
Don't make those faces! Cause I'm making a s****y living and you ask me the singles . . .
New tattoo, betrayal on my arm
New beat another journey
You know me I have the clown face
Certainly you gave away that you don't like me
But your schoolmates make my name
Some b**** has copied my nickname
But how? Who? I leave you stucco
My friends here call me woodcock
Ouch still! Don't let them out here!
They spit in your face to ride on "Who"
It's the success that nails you to the cross
But I already had it and I assure you it was too fast
Fiber! Give two kisses
I don't have time, sorry sir
I go to kidnap the Gregoraci then I ask for the ransom at Briatore
I call and tell him
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.
Eros Ramazzotti is one of my big fans
Did you know? Eros-is-my-fan!
He isn't your fan! He's mine, understand?
I don't sing with long and sleek hairs
You pull your hands through Fabri Fibra
If you don't do it you have two years of bad luck
Or maybe four, I lost contact
Because I am more of a liar than Ribas!
In Italy there are few foreigners
But watch TV and and you only see strangers
Sometimes the TV seems like a big sit
Watch TV more and the more the sitting fattens
With Hip-Hop I can say everything
Hip-Hop's dead, Hip-Hop's in the fight
Hip-Hop's stupid, follow it and dance it
I suffer on stage in a meal for the jackals
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.
If it was better when it was worse
I don't look for work, I don't look for parking
I don't act sly in my district
I don't go with trans, but it's never said . . .
No one's perfect, I do the artist
The drug is found: Your son takes it
Everyone sells it even the taxi driver
If you don't notice it you have vision problems
Apologized, I don't want to cause trouble!
But is it true that you pray before you sing?
I respond: Yes, there's nothing wrong with the bottom,
Because I'm afraid of touching the bottom again
I'm on nobody's side
Because nobody's on mine
And if maybe tonight too you'll be paranoid
It's that you can't find a girl who'll give it to you.
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.
Every one of my CD's is a robbery, a robbery, a robbery
I wrote the songs the day before, the day before, the day before
I've done everything to go on top, go on top, go on top
From you there doesn't come not even one rhyme, not even one rhyme, not even one rhyme.
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.
Give me the money and I'll give you the solution
What're you missing? Take it easy I have it here
This is my disk and I dedicate it to the nation
And how does it go? And how does it go? And how it goes it goes.