It started off badly like a failed check (oh shit)
It's going to end badly like a debt story
If you're wondering where I am, I'm in your head the rest is outdated (what else?)
Your lines are pre-drawn
They ask me "how is it?" I answer them "don't worry"
What do you have more once the nerves have passed? (R)
I see ephemeral puppets covering themselves
Becoming Mongol like the kop of Fenerbahçe, (damn)
Down from my house there is no more wealth since it's the crisis
If you were wondering where my cynicism and my desire to preach came from (okay)
The desire to do better and hatred draw patterns (right)
Some mix the two, they find the motivation (right)
One day we will all say goodbye we will not put emoji
Before let me have time to arrive, I'm juiced up, I made the mods (really?)
This band of fake ass will dance the lean-back (what)
More whores than in King Bach's Vine, (what)
Big there is no subli there are only flip-flaps (what)
20,000 leagues under the shit in the trix-ma, hey

We generate chain reactions for gent-gent (seven)
Our inclination has given in to the evil that enchants us (five)
It's changing like the guys dressed in Sean John (seven)
Me without hemp, it's like Gebreselassie without legs (five)
We generate chain reactions for gent-gent (D)
Our inclination has given in to the evil that enchants us (O)
It's changing like the guys dressed in Sean John (J)
Me without hemp, hey (O)

In my wallet I don't have photos of my kids or my labrador (oh shit)
Not even of my mother (you're pushing it)
But I would like the portrait of a dead old president in 50 copies
I don't recognize myself on the instru I become mean to invent cancer (no more soul)
Smoke a cigarette in front of the mirror and dance with the devil, my brother
Or dance with the diamond dealer
No kidding there's not only Joke that's on edge
How many of us want to spend our life in a bathrobe like Hugh Hefner?
Thank God I'm not high enough to want to sell CDs
Singing "we're not fags"
But I remain this slightly bitter and stressed guy (about what?)
Fantasizing about girls he will probably never be able to handle
I answer "prego" to your "grazie"
Think in front of a skyscraper
No one will be pardoned so where does the problem come from? (from where)
Looking up at the sky palms up like something is going to fall
Or make the sign of the cross while putting on deodorant
Wesh gro

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