Mal di stomaco [English translation]

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Mal di stomaco [English translation]

Everybody follow me, follow me, follow me, follow mw

everybody follow me, follow me, follow me...

Stomachache never ends , certain facts make me

vo-vo-vomit.

I wouldn't call it stupidity

I have a Will to invade, that takes me away

I work too much, I am never in my house

I accumulate stress I've told you, it it also my fault

if had done farmacology course

now , nevertheless I would have a diploma

tell me how many aspirants have a garanty

not to end as dishcleaners in a pizzeria

/" Pleasure to meet you, my name is Fibra, you are a mum?

Do you know your 16 years old daughter is a whore ?

And walks in classes half naked

in front of a professor whose eyes are like barracuda."/

My salary is similar to an utopia

I want to go on holidays in Tunisia

or even to Red Sea and don't tell me, it is forbidden

I'll be so exhausted to finish among an attack?

Everybody follow me, I have a will to vent, understand me

Stomachache never ends, certain facts make me

vo-vo- vomit.

Everybody follow me, I have a will to vent, understand me

Stomachache never ends, certain facts make me vo-vo- vomiting.

Four days in Canazei, you don't even immagine, the things you should to

you could shoot me to my head if in the morning I wake up next to gay

I could, I could lose a memory if I see my ex girlfriend who bacame a nun

I could demolish this old school

I could attach it in staniol paper

I could not to have a company because I've lost millions in lottery

but tell me: do you believe in lottery?

I called Wanna Marchi in secretary

to see how much money I spent

what I am doing, I report to the police or I tell to Striscia?

You'll see, this is a democracy!

Everybody follow me, I have a will to vent, understand make me-vo- vomit.

Everybody follow me, I have a will to vent, understand me

Stomachache never ends, certain facts make me

vomit.

Have you seen a girl going down off a motor cycle?

A second after she is dead, falling in a hole

with a boy who taught she would play her a game

but a warning of this hole, they put her a little after

I drive a car with my crazy face

while I am driving I phone and I put on my tie

five dead of ten for distracted drive

who did this statistic nonsense?

But this truck after drives me on

I don't have van Gogh whom you give this hunt?

Do you hear this voice? Do you see that face?

My name is Fabri Fibra, and thorn paper!

I don't want children, and my parents know

because I don't trust schools they learn to

those roofs that scroll where they go?

Do you want me to count dead children every year?

Everybody follow me, I have a will to vent, understand me

Stomachache never ends, certain facts make me vo-vo- vomit.

Everybody follow me, I have a will to vent, understand me

Stomachache never ends, certain facts make me vomit.

Everybody follow me, follow me, follow me...

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  • country:Italy
  • Languages:Italian
  • Genre:Hip-Hop/Rap
  • Official site:http://www.fabrifibra.it
  • Wiki:http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fabri_Fibra
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