Jueves 15 (feat. Fiucher y Naiky)

Fucking idiots, let's make it short, they killed a cop
For now, it's life in prison for the three
I give each one a minute to explain what happened
And tell me who the hell it was

It all started at a party
Some drinks, some buddies
They passed me a pitcher, I drank it without a problem
I started feeling dizzy, I don't remember the scene
Now after sleeping a bit, I woke up on the sidewalk
My head hurt and damn, I was missing an arm
I was bleeding a lot and quickly stopped a bucket
On the way to the hospital, I see two drunks running
With a lot of blood on their clothes and one had my arm on top
It was Naiky and Fiucher, I've never seen them so high
But two plus two is four, these guys had cut me
I pulled the driver out of the car, went straight to run them over
But I missed by a meter and broke the whole place next door
Naiky came at me and pulled me out of the car
He used my arm as a bat to hit me, this crazy guy
A commissioner arrived and shot Naiky in the shoulder
So he fell among the rubble, bleeding and paralyzed
Fiucher in the meantime hidden behind the wall
With an emergency axe, the cop didn't see him
When he approached to handcuff us, Fiucher came out without fear
He stuck the axe in his head, short, it was his fault

No, that's not how it was officer, I know Wolty lies (uh-huh)
If when I arrived at the party, he was already wasted
Hanging out with thugs juggling machetes
And I laughed, a new story always
But suddenly they share a drink with me
I started feeling weird, didn't seem drunk
I see Fiu next to me, he was really messed up
So I grabbed him by the shoulder and took him to another place
We walked 10 meters to the side of a lake
As soon as we got to the water, Fiucher dove in
The water wasn't deep, that's why he hit himself
And suddenly next to him, I could see a floating arm
I shout: Grab it, someone must be looking for it
We were messed up, freaking out and started to get scared
Things got really weird, I looked him in the face and said: Let's run
As soon as we crossed the street a taxi was coming, but it seemed like it was going to hit us
It hits next to us and we look at it in amazement
It was Wolty driving and I pulled him out of the rubble
I was giving him the arm and felt a shot in the shoulder
Fiucher gave the axe to Wolty, and Wolty caused this mess
I went for a walk around, really calm
I didn't see Wolty, but I did see Naiky
He was really into it, tripping on trap music
With a pitcher in hand he said: This ain't coke, daddy

He offered me from that pitcher and I said: No thanks
It was turbulent with a substance look
He said: Let's go back, I feel like throwing up
And without hesitation, he vomited on the floor abundantly

I laughed so much that I fell into a ditch
There was a stone and I swear I didn't hit my face on it
I got up soaked, dizzy, never fake
And Wolty without an arm running, like he was about to reach the finish line

We walked a few blocks with no interest
And a taxi almost hit us 'your sister's pussy!'
A fat guy fell and shot Nicolino
But before he hit him on the head, I cut a pine

You convinced me, the three of you are right
Sergeant (yes sir)
Put the three of them in the cell
And let them rot