Freak with me 🇮🇹
Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas
December 25th, we are on alert
Still the anxiety rising, hey
I smoke like it's legal, hey
Tell me if anyone is normal
In Area 51, bro, there's Santa Claus, wow
Put the record on and you're dead, you wait for this piece more than the risen Christ
In my house the crucifix is a memory
Son of God, I prefer abortion
I think I go to Mc, I put on a happy face like Arthur Fleck
I make a massacre if, again this year Michael Bublé sings on Italia 1
I smoke but don't mind it
There is the nativity scene that gives me a round of applause
People go where their noses take them
Especially if it is Pippo Baudo's
I ride with the revocation, eh
Widow type noise, huh
Christmas is upon us
Jehovah's Witness
If it hurts me so much
Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas
Even though it all seems the same to me
Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson, eh
I think I'm late today too, eh
I'm not on time for dinner
You know what the fuck I care about gifts
Or to see some stupid aunt
I hate Christmas like the Grinch, mh
'This flow kills you, it gives lessons, mh
I enter a cinepanettone, mh
With a shotgun, mh
New Year's Eve with a bang
I'm crazy, now I'm going to explode
I'm under your girlfriend's tree, I give her my cock with a bow
Hey, Santa Claus
Except one day a year he's just an old drunk
This year I made money and I will ask baby Jesus
What does he want as a gift, like Briatore
Well done, clown sings
All red bro, like Santa Claus
You who are around me, because you want a follow
I'll give you the likes, I'm Santa Cloud
I see you sad, maybe it's because you're not on Salmo's album
And if Santa Claus exists, I'm not the rapper of the year
If it hurts me so much
Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas
Even though it all seems the same to me
Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson
Nice gun, what does it shoot? Balls?
Better not be a tree, because he has more balls
When I come in, everyone goes, "Wow."
Bro, if I call God, he answers me: "Woof"
I don't give a shit, but at least
I always destroy myself when I have dinner
I ate a pandoro with Morgan
There was only icing sugar
Christmas makes you fat as shit
And waste the food we need
I don't pray to an angel, I'm not in Bethlehem
I don't envy the tree because it's broke
I'm sorry if you were alarmed
But you are as out of place as someone who goes on the subway and shouts: "Allah" with a gun
What a bomb of a gift
Your girlfriend, boar
Always eating
He's not Santa Claus
But such a big oaf
If it hurts me so much
Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas
Even though it all seems the same to me
Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson
They already ask me what I do on New Year's Eve
I wonder what I'll do on New Year's Eve
You didn't see us in your club, you're blind
Dinner at Mc, Jesus Crispy McBacon, huh
And at dinner with the relatives, mh
I introduce myself and take my leave, mh
"When are you going to give us the little ones?" (Eh)
I answer: "When I defrost them" (Wow)
I have a recurring dream that attracts me
Convince the Vanzinas to film Christmas in Syria
So perhaps we can see what is happening in Palestine
And on opening day, I shoot myself in the mouth in the front row
Merry Christmas, assholes
With my brains on De Sica and Boldi
We are as empty as your drunken talk
Give each other gifts, not our business, it's better if you leave
Fuck off kindly
The difference is there and you can feel it
I am always fresh, evergreen
You are always cool, always green
I'm going to shout "Happy New Year" at an Easter lunch
I already know it's in Santa's sack
Another great album from a talent dad
Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas
December 25th, we are on alert
Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas
December 25th, we are on alert
CHARLES MANSON (BUON NATALE2) (feat. Lazza) by Salmo, Dani Faiv, Nitro 🎶
