Oh 9od [English translation]

[Intro]

Tha Supreme

[Chorus: tha Supreme]

And I was hanging there, with the weed and my parents, everything okay

If only the weed hadn't gotten my head into trouble

Oh, God, pa-paranoia, stay here

I was hanging with my girlfriend and my parents, I went: "Hey

God bless Mary Jane, but never get me into trouble again"

Pa-paranoia, stay here

[Verse 1: tha Supreme]

Okay, t-h-a Supreme, I'm the most mysterious of the scene

Even though I don't wear an idiotic mask

You're worse than those who wear Supreme Barletta1

I read Snapchat chats again, you've got no idea who wrote me last night

My ex-girlfriend, tha-tha-that real mad woman

She says she'd like to come back and be serious

But I don't know how to tell her "Oh no, no, no, no"

Without going "Bla, bla, bla, bla"

Without exaggerating a bit

I lit three of them and go (ya, ya)

"Hey, change" (ya, ya)

They always ask me: "Change" (ya, ya)

And I answer: "What do I change, though?" (ya, ya)

"If anything, you should change your question"

Oh my God, I smoke a joint

Oh my God, I smoke a joint

You're just sucking cocks

You're not a man for the beard

You're not a man at all

You're not a man at all

You're not a man for the beard

You're not a man at all

You're not a man at all

How can you live with that face?

[Chorus: tha Supreme]

I was hanging there, with the weed and my parents, everything okay

If only the weed hadn't gotten my head into trouble

Oh, God, pa-paranoia, stay here

I was hanging with my girlfriend and my parents, I went: "Hey

God bless Mary Jane, but never get me into trouble again"

Pa-paranoia, stay here

[Verse 2: Nayt]

I'm made of that stuff even though I don't take drugs

There's a trip I feel, I'm still in a bad trip

I skip things and you as well

I don't feel like the asshole mass, I do a backflip

I've got a nice tic, got a nice tic, got a nice tic

If I don't smoke, this is my excuse, well, bro, huh

I take the safety lock off the flow and I'm a sniper

I take off my belt and you go *beep*

Now I feel like a piece of Chadia

And at the end I wonder whether he fucks as he raps

I'm so high I don't think about Italy

I'm like all of those shitty politicians

Sometimes rhyming is like catching some fresh air

Someone should avoid it, well, nice

When the cat's not there, the mice dance, it's a feast

I'm back, you nod

Nod, nod

As a kid I called myself "little beast"

I wanted all of those paranoias, now you can see it

I'm a wall, so turn right

Hu, hu, hu, shut up!

"Hey, Nayt, did you see it?" No, see what?

There's an abyss between me and these guys

The one who'll save me is not Christ, but my disc (Raptus)

I haven't really unerstood who you are, you go tutoring

I break down houses, I come and give lessons

To these idiots I give directions, as a tradition

Don't you see me on TV? Not yet

Can't you see it, dumbass, this flow has given fucking enough?

Truth, bro, I'm lost

Open heart, you see me now

The story's the same: me pissing on you guys

Nothing different, I'm not even having fun

[Chorus: tha Supreme]

I was hanging there, with the weed and my parents, everything okay

If only the weed hadn't gotten my head into trouble

Oh, God, pa-paranoia, stay here

I was hanging there with my girlfriend and my parents, I went: "Hey

God bless Mary Jane, but never get me into trouble again"

Pa-paranoia, stay here

1. An Italian Supreme fake brand