Dai cazzo Federico [English translation]

My album is in the stores and you're already downloading it

Time is short, but I feel that my ass is widening

It's true that the crisis has changed us

''Hey what's the name of this baby girl?'' ''Armando''

The attitude of my fans, I swear it's stressing me

They'd ask the good photo while I'm shitting

And with all this love I feel so moved but let me go to the toilet I'm shitting on me

Little matters if the colleagues say that I don't slit

At them the ass burns, I have nettles over cock

Put the concrete shoes with the heel and goes to the bottom along with all your cock discs pack

When I was in the jam you were eating bruschetta

Your dj brings the discs, you the knife and fork

Your platinum blonde girl will have pure bangs but when you kiss her it seems you tongue kiss David Guetta

Fuck you Federico, you jump on the sociale

But when you launch you see that you can't hurt

Run until you can barefoot over glasses

And don't worry when you'll end up in cocks

If you are with your ass on the ground know that when you get up

We, you, we'll be no more

My rap is a caress with greasy hands

Among infamous with double faces and sluts with split ends

Your two sold copies, they didn't reach

If I fail we are going to deliver pizzas with the scooter

My manager doesn't konw that I'm a little bit anxious and sweaty

Makes the reeds and then collapses on the studio's sofa

But here often the appearance hides a dark side as sometimes a bad nose makes you lose a nice ass

Eh, sorry, but is it true that you rappers, you are not real artists?

That you're sellingl your ass before selling the discs?

Write texts but hate communistic posters

But now Guè produces as Eminem with Fifty

''You are the fake shit, always copy the Americans, fuck''

Among Tiziano that was gay and did the womanizer

Who has made a career of copying lyrics of Eminem

If you are looking double faces here is a breeding ground

I feel you are loose like a dick in erectile dysfunction

Fuck you Federico, you jump on the sociale

But when you launch you see that you can't hurt

Run until you can barefoot over glasses

And don't worry when you'll end up in cocks

If you are with your ass on the ground know that when you get up

We, you, we'll be no more

You say I'm fake because I walk wearing tutu

And that real hip-hop only pushes your crew

But then they see a penny and you see that they begin to do all the single sang in auto-tune

How do you put it now with your own culture?

At least I don't fill my mouth with junk

I got a recorded high budget

And you sell five euro a mixtape of ten tracks

If then they put as handcuffs for the illegal albums

Divide the detainees to music genres

That already go to jail seems to me a bad story

You know that bad luck is in the cell together with a fan of Povia

''Fedez is it true that at your lives there are MD with tonic water?''

''And that you're a great master of a masonic lodge?''

''Is it true you play accordion with the ass?''

''And pieces more beautiful come out than your usual music''

Fuck you Federico, you jump on the sociale

But when you launch you see that you can't hurt

Run until you can barefoot over glasses

And don't worry when you'll end up in cocks

If you are with your ass on the ground know that when you get up

We, you, we'll be no more

• Artist:Fedez
• Album:Sig. Brainwash - L'arte di accontentare