Correction Lyrics Mic Check (English translation) by Salmo

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A'ight check it
Ah ah, skinny, oh oh
Aaah, eoh

I have to pump this sh*t up to explain this sh*t to as*h**es like you, you need Noyz's new album
It goes right to your head like crystal meth
Call a lawyer on the track until the last mic check
I should get back in the neighborhood to show you how it's done
In a conference with my black hoodie in Rome's forum
I fill up a cart, the judge slams his hammer
Noyz is a guilty b*t*h, in my dreams I die as filthy rich
O. J., high five if you're here
Give me a call from the street
Rapping on my balcony as if I were the Pope (Skinny)
The smokes gets out a span-long joint
Coming back, bro, welcome to the jungle
White zombie stands up, Monte Sacro, for the annual massacre
Hooded b*t*hes at the funeral under the Quirinale
Sine drops bomb since 2000, you get slapped in the face
Wait in line for another track
It's Narcos rap, Salmo, whoever wants to test it is welcome
If you invite me to a wedding, don't ever greet me again
After I slaughter your entire backstage
I know you don't like my attitude, I kiss you and goodbye
War in my head, my head is made for war against these subhumans
You give some sh*t to them and they clap their hands
From sunset to sunrise, when the sun tears apart the sky
You still think about these two's skull

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