Tekst piosenki
-Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? {Son of a bitch, do you know you are a piece of shit?} Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm? When you kicked out people {out of} your house I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer, you know? Asshole. You're gonna be one of those. I {didn't too / don't have the} courage to kick your ass directly. Don't have enough courage for that, I could, you know. You know you're gonna have another accident? You know I'm involved with black magic? Fuck you. Die. Bastard. You think you're so cool, hm? Asshole. And if I ever see your fucking face around, In Europe or Italy, Well I'll -- That time I'm gonna kick your ass. Fuck you. Fucking Americans, Yankee. You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise. {Bang bang / Deep pain} No one does what you did to me. You wanna know something? Fuck you. I want your balls smashed, eat shit. Bastard. Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana.{Piece of shit, son of a bitch.} I hope somebody in your family dies soon. Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai a sucare cazzi sul serio! {Die, piece of shit, and go suck cocks for real!}-
