.[Gu? Pequeno]
A scuola m'infamavano col prof: "Disturba!"
Ora pompano il mio suono dal centro alla suburbia
Al concerto c'? la curva, ho l'oro sulla cinta
Ma la mamma degli infami, fr?, ? sempre incinta
C'? chi ? geloso dei tuoi pezzi da cento
F? cento-uno-tre, parla del tuo .
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