I.
I come with dirty hands, you have understood it
With a clear conscience and breath that smells of clit
Even if I don't sign I remain a star
And the groupies I don't screw them but because I don't care about them
I don't waste time justifying what I write
I'm simple and all-encompassing anyway
But then I get lost and I never know if I'll get there
To the third verse because I'm too summary
Come and I'll take you where I live (Turin)
In fashionable clubs yes, I disappear
I get up at six to work in the morning
/>I'm late and I continue without taking coke
What a fucking idiot's fashion
More or less like rapping on stage with my neighbor Constantino
I'm a dog bully and I survive in this disgust...< br/>You, on the other hand, die like a beagle!!! do you understand?
You think you understand everything but you don't understand
A FUCK NOTHING
A FUCK NOTHING
You think you have understood everything but you didn't understand
A FUCK OF NOTHING
A FUCK OF NOTHING
You think you understood everything but you didn't understand
A FUCK OF NOTHING
A FUCK OF NOTHING NOTHING
A FUCK NOTHING
A FUCK NOTHING
A FUCK NOTHING
A FUCK NOTHING
Have you understood that in Italy rap is a condemnation
/>Support, but supporting these assholes is a drama
They write on the veranda while smoking a joint
All children of the street but supported by their mother
Something is missing
If who listen he goes around with a backpack and a forgetful
With the iPod containing 20 gigabytes of g units
And he doesn't even know what the rap of the nineties is like
Are you sure he's a fan??? Bet your leg on it
If you lose I'll cut you off like a black mamba
If you make music to enrich your bank account
You're a fly on shit but you don't have a 360 vision.
So much your cd...skips
And I don't even download it because it wastes my bandwidth...
I'm a canebullo and I stay in da anda
And every fucking piece of mine speaks to you... understand???
You didn't understand that the workers don't like me
I have old beats and lyrics that are too immature!!!
If you support me you're lying but you don't admit it and you think
CANEBULLO YOU BETTER STOP!!!!!!
I should talk about more explicit and violent topics
Make up funny things
A different life a childhood is shit
To then be disgraced by my acquaintances
At least allow me to have concepts
That would be perfect by smoothing out the corners
But if you put me to play on important evenings
It's like seeing Woodi Allen play at rugby
Then what would you say
If I presented myself with more direct pieces
And less crude with more indigestible comparisons
And perhaps you would buy a biography in the bookshop?
Or would you understand that I'm crazy
If I don't make the video clip in the USA among the Yankees???
But I'm a bully and you don't sell me
There's no point in racking your brains, you don't understand shit! !!

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