Lyrics:
only my doctor would give me a pill Typewriter fever gives birth to a flood It sweeps through your body and curdles your blood You curse and discurse
ssi ladrune E li discurse de morte e dištruzzione Sènza rispètte pe' chi s'à fatt'accide' Pe' fa' l'unione de šta bbèlla nazione Destati popolo destati
to throw up Nothing but a chain of sounds in empty discurses I try to pay attention when people talk I swear, I try to pay attention Soft torture, I'm
The life I dis-curse Life I disperse Put it on a glock Let it burst like Hurst I don't got a glock But that will never stop Me saying rap bars Nigga it's so
left me abroad See the Combination of losers I guarantee motherfucker I will discurse them See the Combination of lie Gonna flick and motherfucking End
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