-Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? [Son of a bitch, do you know you are a piece of shit?] Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm? When you kicked out people [out of] your house I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer, you know? Asshole. You're gonna be one of those. I [didn't too / don't have the] courage to kick your ass directly. Don't have enough courage for that, I could, you know. You know you're gonna have another accident? You know I'm involved with black magic? Fuck you. Die. Bastard. You think you're so cool, hm? Asshole. And if I ever see your ****ing face around, In Europe or Italy, Well I'll -- That time I'm gonna kick your ass. Fuck you. Fucking Americans, Yankee. You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise. [Bang bang / Deep pain] No one does what you did to me. You wanna know something? Fuck you. I want your balls smashed, eat shit. Bastard. Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana.[Piece of shit, son of a bitch.] I hope somebody in your family dies soon. Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai a sucare cazzi sul serio! [Die, piece of shit, and go suck cocks for real!]-
[Hooker with a Penis]
I,
met a boy,
wearing Vans,
501s,
and a dope,
beastie-tee,
nipple rings,
new tattoos,
that claimed tha he
was OGT,
back from '92,
from the first EP.
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And in between
sips of coke
he told me
that he thought we
were sellin' out,
layin' down,
suckin' up
to the man.
Well now I've got some advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger you should know that I'm the man,
and if I'm the man, then you're the man, and he's the man as well
so you can point that ****in' finger up your aaaaaaaaaaass!
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb ****.
I sold out long before you ever even heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
and then you bought ooone.
I've got some Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger you should know that I'm the man.
If I'm the ****in' man then you're the ****in' man as well,
So you can point that ****in' finger up your aaaaaaaaaaaaaass!
consume,
be fruitful,
and multiply
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb ****.
I sold out long before you ever even heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
and then you bought oooooooooooone!
All you
read and
Wear or
see and
Hear on
TV
Is a
product
Begging
for your
Fairly
dirty
Dollar.
So Shut up and
Buy, my
Buy, myyy
new record
Buy, my
Buy,
Send more money
[Fuuuuuck you, buddy! 4x]
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