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BaffoBlù circa 6 mesi fa era in ospedale....in codice rosso, nero e indaco...
...ma i Veri Terminator rimangono sempre Terminator...
hanno energie di riserva nascoste...
anche quando li vedi all'apparenza spenti del tutto...
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Conoscete Eminem?
Questo è il testo di una sua canzone a cui io ho cambiato qualcosina
Sappiate leggere tra le righe il mio tono ironico.
(((Mi è ritornata in mente dopo aver quasi distrutto
il letto in ospedale 6 mesi fa...e non solo quello...)))
Sul serio non trovavo pace e chiunque si avvicinava aveva
una paura matta del mio sguardo assassino...
(ero incazzato nero per una cosa "storta"
accaduta al mio arrivo in ospedale...)
Mai successo, una bestia totalmente fuori controllo...
(se vi racconto, allucinante...)
chiamarono le guardie, che arrivarono e scapparono subito,
sentii dire uno di loro "Io non ci penso neanche
da un km ad avvicinarmi a quello lì..."
..e non è il corpo ricoperto di tatuaggi che li spaventava...
Poi furbescamente mi hanno mandato un infermiera
(Extra-Sexy) a misurarmi la pressione
che mi ha infilato qualcosina di "splendido" nella flebo...
Forse è dipeso da questo l'incubo di Re-Serse-Lottomatica...(vedi altri 3D....)
Guardatevi il video Ma leggendo i miei sottotitoli...
Dai, spero di strapparvi due risate...
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*** BAFFOBLÙ ***
"The BaffoBlù's back show"
*Parental Advisory*
* Explicit Lyrics! *
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Guess who's back, back again
Baffo's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back Guess who's back,
guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back,
guess who's back...
I've created a monster, ‘cause nobody wants to
See Numbers no more, they need Baffo, But I'm chopped Heart
Well, if you want Baffo, this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of Me mixed with some Hard Numbers
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not co-operating
When I'm rocking the table while he's operating (heyyy!)
You waited this long, now stop debating
‘Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know that you got a job, Ms. Giuseppa
But your Baffo's Heart big problem's complicating
So the Forum won't let Me be
Or let Me be Me, so let Me see
They tried to shut Me down on the Forum I see
But it feels so empty without Me
So, come on and dip, bum on your lips
And get ready, ‘cause this shit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my Numbersuits " F**k you Lottomatik!"
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me!
‘Cause we need a little controversy
‘Cause it feels so empty without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me!
‘Cause we need a little controversy
‘Cause it feels so empty without me
Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed their parents still listen to Fake Numbers
They start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, "Terno!!!"
A VISIONARY, vision is scary
Could start a revolution, polluting the Forum
A REBEL, so just let me revel and bask
In the fact that I got everyone kissing my Brain
And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn much of my Brain—you asked for me?
Well, I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in, and then I'm gonna
Enter in, and up under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention, back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since Lotto Inventing
Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting
Testing, attention please
Feel the tension soon as someone mentions Me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for Me?
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me!
‘Cause we need a little controversy
‘Cause it feels so empty without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me!
‘Cause we need a little controversy
‘Cause it feels so empty without me
A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with
Anybody who's talking "This Number, That Number"
LottomatiK you can get your Ass kicK
May be You don't know me, you're too Jung, let go
It's over, nobody listens to Numbers
Now let's go, just give me the signal
I'll be there with a whole list full of new Things
I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever since You Turned Fabarri into a symbol
But sometimes the shit just seems
Everybody only wants to discuss Me
So this must mean I'm disgusting
But it's just Me, I'm just obscene
No, I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the best thing since Elvis Presley
To do Lotto so selfishly
And use it to get myself wealthy (Heyyy!)
There's a concept that works
Twenty million other Lotto-Scientist emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It'll be so empty without Me
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me!
‘Cause we need a little controversy
‘Cause it feels so empty without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me!
‘Cause we need a little controversy
‘Cause it feels so empty without me
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*** BAFFOBLÙ ***
"The BaffoBlù's back show"
*Parental Advisory*
* Explicit Lyrics! *
S.P.S.L.
(Senza peli sulla lingua)
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