Kratko i jasno... Sta da kazem vise...
All i wanna do is talk, but i just cant find the words,
so i sit with the keyboard, waiting for the early birds,
and the shit keeps on coming, but i cant write that,
'bout the day we met, damn why cant i let it
go with the flow, need a blow, need a hit,
just to take my mind off, not to tamper for a bit,
even dough i could have, everything i ever needed
to be happy, I feel crapy, so i try to stay weeded,
or caught blunted, just like juice in o two,
could.. should or will there be me and you?
Dumb fool.. at least i can say it's 'cause i'm blond
I fall in love with ease, trippin' that we share a bond
But naaah... I'm aware that I'm trippin'...
G'd up, nigga Z, from the hill steady dippin'
Still straight west-coastin', but i need to vent a bit
so i dont go emo, either do or say some shit,
that i couldn't take bacc, that could mess us up...
my head feels like a bubble, so i'm gone with the *pop*....
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Isli mi ljudi na kurac, i eto...
Es aj sed, dokurcile mi neke stvari, pa reko' da se izrazim... ovako...
I'm often misunderstood like P!nk at her prime,
I often get lost between those nickels and dimes,
I live for g-funk, so I often talk about crimes,
But I can’t express emotions, normally, so I rhyme
To say fuck you all, “friends” faggots, and bitches
I’m sick of hitchhiking on my own road to the riches,
Just because I’m broke, and I will personally choke
To death the next bitch who get offended by jokes
Because they’re not so idiotic, plain and plastic
My whole fuckin life I have been sarcastic
And everyone seems to love it, at least until
I joke about them, and then bitches squeal
“Don’t act like that! That is so not true!”
So you can… fuck with me, but I can’t… fuck with you?
Well, ok than… What else can a man
Say about this, except… I guess that I can…
I'm often misunderstood like P!nk at her prime,
I often get lost between those nickels and dimes,
I live for g-funk, so I often talk about crimes,
But I can’t express emotions, normally, so I rhyme
To say fuck you all, “friends” faggots, and bitches
I’m sick of hitchhiking on my own road to the riches,
Just because I’m broke, and I will personally choke
To death the next bitch who think that I joke
All the fuckin time, what I can’t be serious?
It’s always hilarious, just ‘cause I’m delirious?
Just because I use jokes, to prove a point
Because I, act a fool, and often smoke joints
No, dear “friends” that’s not called a reason,
In my vocabulary, that is known as treason,
So, fuck those talks, sayin’ I’ll decay, never shine
Go live your fucking life, and stay the fuck out of mine…
I'm often misunderstood like P!nk at her prime,
I often get lost between those nickels and dimes,
I live for g-funk, so I often talk about crimes,
But I can’t express emotions, normally, so I rhyme
To say fuck you all, “friends” faggots, and bitches
I’m sick of hitchhiking on my own road to the riches,
Just because I’m broke, and I will personally choke
To death the next bitch who get offended by jokes
Because they’re not so idiotic, plain and plastic
My whole fuckin life I have been sarcastic
And everyone seems to love it, at least until
I joke about them, and then bitches squeal
“Don’t act like that! That is so not true!”
So you can… fuck with me, but I can’t… fuck with you?
Well, ok than… What else can a man
Say about this, except… I guess that I can…
I'm often misunderstood like P!nk at her prime,
I often get lost between those nickels and dimes,
I live for g-funk, so I often talk about crimes,
But I can’t express emotions, normally, so I rhyme
To say fuck you all, “friends” faggots, and bitches
I’m sick of hitchhiking on my own road to the riches,
Just because I’m broke, and I will personally choke
To death the next bitch who think that I joke
All the fuckin time, what I can’t be serious?
It’s always hilarious, just ‘cause I’m delirious?
Just because I use jokes, to prove a point
Because I, act a fool, and often smoke joints
No, dear “friends” that’s not called a reason,
In my vocabulary, that is known as treason,
So, fuck those talks, sayin’ I’ll decay, never shine
Go live your fucking life, and stay the fuck out of mine…
Shatro vest koust sranje
Ovo je, pa.... Nesto za sta sam pomislio da bi mozda nekada i moglo da se snimi...
Mada... njaaaaaaah...
"diss" za Peru Lozaca...
For all the player-haters, and the players that are hatin'
This is nigga Z's day, all g'z are celebrating
'cause i stepped in the game, givin' life to the west,
after all those emo lyrics, no one could've guessed,
that Z is a G, smokin' trees for real,
ballin' from the heights, Eastside, G-hill...
Livin' life on the left, dressed in khaki blue,
Chillin' in a Coupe DeVille, all you who "knew"
that i can't rap, bitches, suck my strap,
O.G's in a house, you'll get pimp slap'd
'cause you just can't rhyme, don't waste my time,
I'm hot like fuckin' sun, bitch you might go blind
if you stay too close, watchin' for my next move,
B.G. hide that piece, what do you try to prove?
No need to act ruff, 'cause we all got gunz,
This shit's 'bout the lyrics, and I got tonz
that will whoop your ass, that will show my class,
I'll break your freestyle like it's made from glass.
Remember that time, you were going in the club,
i was chillin' with my dogz, like i threw a slug,
when I yelled for a battle, you ran inside
why, bitch-ass nigga? you know you can't hide,
You call yourself a MC, you're a sorry excuse,
This shit ain't fishing, I wont let you loose,
just 'cause you're a small catch, better don't try to match
me on this, because i will stretch
your fickin' limbs in four directions
no, make it five, you'll get an erection,
when you see your momma, jumpin' on my dick,
didn't you realize that i'm too sick
for y'all faggy rappers, we the real gun-clappers
Killa-Californication, like the Hot Chilly Peppers
We the true Crip niggas, new era of G-funk
And you'll hear it best, 'cause you'll be in trunk
of my candy blue DeVille, while lowridin' through the city
bitch, don't answer this 'couse your lyrics were shitty
while you were alive, so you'd be wack dead man rappin'
so, be grateful, bitch, 'cause this is what will happen,
THIS will be the best lyric ever with you name on,
you'll get some attention, and forever you'll be gone...
Mada... njaaaaaaah...
"diss" za Peru Lozaca...
For all the player-haters, and the players that are hatin'
This is nigga Z's day, all g'z are celebrating
'cause i stepped in the game, givin' life to the west,
after all those emo lyrics, no one could've guessed,
that Z is a G, smokin' trees for real,
ballin' from the heights, Eastside, G-hill...
Livin' life on the left, dressed in khaki blue,
Chillin' in a Coupe DeVille, all you who "knew"
that i can't rap, bitches, suck my strap,
O.G's in a house, you'll get pimp slap'd
'cause you just can't rhyme, don't waste my time,
I'm hot like fuckin' sun, bitch you might go blind
if you stay too close, watchin' for my next move,
B.G. hide that piece, what do you try to prove?
No need to act ruff, 'cause we all got gunz,
This shit's 'bout the lyrics, and I got tonz
that will whoop your ass, that will show my class,
I'll break your freestyle like it's made from glass.
Remember that time, you were going in the club,
i was chillin' with my dogz, like i threw a slug,
when I yelled for a battle, you ran inside
why, bitch-ass nigga? you know you can't hide,
You call yourself a MC, you're a sorry excuse,
This shit ain't fishing, I wont let you loose,
just 'cause you're a small catch, better don't try to match
me on this, because i will stretch
your fickin' limbs in four directions
no, make it five, you'll get an erection,
when you see your momma, jumpin' on my dick,
didn't you realize that i'm too sick
for y'all faggy rappers, we the real gun-clappers
Killa-Californication, like the Hot Chilly Peppers
We the true Crip niggas, new era of G-funk
And you'll hear it best, 'cause you'll be in trunk
of my candy blue DeVille, while lowridin' through the city
bitch, don't answer this 'couse your lyrics were shitty
while you were alive, so you'd be wack dead man rappin'
so, be grateful, bitch, 'cause this is what will happen,
THIS will be the best lyric ever with you name on,
you'll get some attention, and forever you'll be gone...
Za jednu malu dredavu...
Najjace je sto kontam da Ana nije skontala da je za nju pisano...
I da jeste, jebi ga... U svakom slucaju, nikada zavrseno, verovatno ni nece biti...
Ok, this is for the lock'd one, for the one I skipped,
The one I never really loved, just until I tripped,
and felt over my head just to find out that
she was The One, the one I'll never get,
the one I would adore, even when she's dissin' a G
the one I would love more, just for hatin' li'l Z
But, after all those whores, the one that don't love me,
God damn these faggy lyrics, make me wanna flee
away from all this shit, what's the point of staying?
The price is too fuckin' high for the sins that i'm paying
Was the jury too harsh, or was the judge just crooked,
whatever it was, i'll play this one by the books
Her books, her rules, just for one more shot,
because I want her, not just another slut,
a shorty with an attitude,
i'm just showing some gratitude,
come on baby, don't be rude,
'cause you know my hands are glued
to this herb, high to the sky, and I love it, you know...
but for you I would let go, how else could I show
that I mean it, how else could I say what I feel
except writing this shit, and hoping it will
make you realize I'm just a boy showing love
straight edge or high as fuck, i'll always be above
watchin' for you, or just admiring your beauty
oh hell, even wishin' if that was just mine booty
But, we all know that this shit wont happen
So all I have left is this stupid rappin'...
yet another story of z and a lady
and yet again the aftermath is shady
I know it's been a while since we were “datin'”
I tried to forget, but the memories ain't fadin'...
I da jeste, jebi ga... U svakom slucaju, nikada zavrseno, verovatno ni nece biti...
Ok, this is for the lock'd one, for the one I skipped,
The one I never really loved, just until I tripped,
and felt over my head just to find out that
she was The One, the one I'll never get,
the one I would adore, even when she's dissin' a G
the one I would love more, just for hatin' li'l Z
But, after all those whores, the one that don't love me,
God damn these faggy lyrics, make me wanna flee
away from all this shit, what's the point of staying?
The price is too fuckin' high for the sins that i'm paying
Was the jury too harsh, or was the judge just crooked,
whatever it was, i'll play this one by the books
Her books, her rules, just for one more shot,
because I want her, not just another slut,
a shorty with an attitude,
i'm just showing some gratitude,
come on baby, don't be rude,
'cause you know my hands are glued
to this herb, high to the sky, and I love it, you know...
but for you I would let go, how else could I show
that I mean it, how else could I say what I feel
except writing this shit, and hoping it will
make you realize I'm just a boy showing love
straight edge or high as fuck, i'll always be above
watchin' for you, or just admiring your beauty
oh hell, even wishin' if that was just mine booty
But, we all know that this shit wont happen
So all I have left is this stupid rappin'...
yet another story of z and a lady
and yet again the aftermath is shady
I know it's been a while since we were “datin'”
I tried to forget, but the memories ain't fadin'...
Za jednog imbecila...
Posveceno mom matorom, pisano u jednom od onih perioda kada nisam imao danima sta da jedem...
Zasto, o zasto ima takvih retardiranih kretena
Kako da razumem, kada neko u glavi nema
Ni dovoljno mozga da brine za svoje jebeno dete
On je kao faca sto mu picke okolo lete
Sto kara svaki dan novu fuxu u stanu
Decu, bivsu I sadasnju zenu na stranu
Vazno da je njemu dobro, da je on vecito sit
A ja toliko jedem da ne mogu napravim shit
Na wc solju ne pamtim kada sam seo
Nije ni cudo kada 3 dana nista nisam jeo
Kada sam za 10 dana imao jedva obroka 5
Do kurca da sve ide, gde je otisao ovaj svet
Kada se rodjeni otac prema meni ponasa tako
Kevi ako kazem, najebacu jako
Jer znam d ace onda da ga iznapushava kod zene
Osetjao bih se kriv za tu zenu koja vene
Za dvoje predivne Dece, ne zelim da zavrse kao ja
Jesu moji uvek bili “ok”, ali secanja
Na noci kada sam plakako zbog toga, ucinila su svoje
Zbog toga cutim, zajmim, trpim, isteracu svoje
Sranje do kraja, pokazacu da sam jaci, da sam bolji
Da imam muda I da jednom bicep o mojoj volji
Nece mi dirigovati prababa iz groba
Necu slusati nikakvog majchinog roba
Koji nema svoje ja, koji gazi I pljuje po sebi
Ako ti je majka, ali oche da li tebi
Ulazi u glavu da sam ti I ja neki rod
Nisam imao sve petice, pa napustas toneci brod?
Valjda sam zasluzio maker malo bolje od toga?
Samo da vas cujem da pomoc treba da trazim od boga
Koji me je I uvalio u cello ovo sranje
A ti, iako znam da te ima nikad nisam verovao manje
Da postojis, da imas neki jebeni plan
Terajte se u kurac I ti I on I prazan stan
I racunar I internet I fakultet I sve
Da li je vredno mog zivota? Jebeno NE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zasto, o zasto ima takvih retardiranih kretena
Kako da razumem, kada neko u glavi nema
Ni dovoljno mozga da brine za svoje jebeno dete
On je kao faca sto mu picke okolo lete
Sto kara svaki dan novu fuxu u stanu
Decu, bivsu I sadasnju zenu na stranu
Vazno da je njemu dobro, da je on vecito sit
A ja toliko jedem da ne mogu napravim shit
Na wc solju ne pamtim kada sam seo
Nije ni cudo kada 3 dana nista nisam jeo
Kada sam za 10 dana imao jedva obroka 5
Do kurca da sve ide, gde je otisao ovaj svet
Kada se rodjeni otac prema meni ponasa tako
Kevi ako kazem, najebacu jako
Jer znam d ace onda da ga iznapushava kod zene
Osetjao bih se kriv za tu zenu koja vene
Za dvoje predivne Dece, ne zelim da zavrse kao ja
Jesu moji uvek bili “ok”, ali secanja
Na noci kada sam plakako zbog toga, ucinila su svoje
Zbog toga cutim, zajmim, trpim, isteracu svoje
Sranje do kraja, pokazacu da sam jaci, da sam bolji
Da imam muda I da jednom bicep o mojoj volji
Nece mi dirigovati prababa iz groba
Necu slusati nikakvog majchinog roba
Koji nema svoje ja, koji gazi I pljuje po sebi
Ako ti je majka, ali oche da li tebi
Ulazi u glavu da sam ti I ja neki rod
Nisam imao sve petice, pa napustas toneci brod?
Valjda sam zasluzio maker malo bolje od toga?
Samo da vas cujem da pomoc treba da trazim od boga
Koji me je I uvalio u cello ovo sranje
A ti, iako znam da te ima nikad nisam verovao manje
Da postojis, da imas neki jebeni plan
Terajte se u kurac I ti I on I prazan stan
I racunar I internet I fakultet I sve
Da li je vredno mog zivota? Jebeno NE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Naruceno...
Dakle, ne verujem sta sam ja pisao... :\
Remember the time, and the last night I was crying,
That was all true, and now I might be lying,
I might be wrong, in delusion,
It might all be an illusion,
This fusion,
Had a simple conclusion,
This shorty I loved ain’t the only one around,
Other one came; I got my feet back to ground,
Made me open my eyes, been blind for too long,
She made me think again! She made me feel strong!
She was the one that made my last rhymes to flow,
She released the old good me, the one that used to blow
Every single thing that used to stand on my way,
You know… the time that I wouldn’t prey
to God for something, when I just stud up and did it,
This is for you, Atjka, will never forget it,
What you did to me, with just one picture,
Don’t know how to say “Thankz”, so I send you this scripture,
As a message of love, respect, thank, and support,
When you need somewhere to hide, this will be your lyrical fort,
Your shelter, from ignorant fools that make you sad,
If you ever need anything, I will be glad
To help, you completely have me under your control,
What else can I do to person that helped me fill the hole
Within me… one love for that beautiful hair,
For that gorgeous face, I know it ain’t fair
When some people just want to wreck
Your life and when the one don’t love you back,
ali veruj mi, sve ce biti u redu, znam…
Toliko za sad… drugi vers kad te upoznam…
Remember the time, and the last night I was crying,
That was all true, and now I might be lying,
I might be wrong, in delusion,
It might all be an illusion,
This fusion,
Had a simple conclusion,
This shorty I loved ain’t the only one around,
Other one came; I got my feet back to ground,
Made me open my eyes, been blind for too long,
She made me think again! She made me feel strong!
She was the one that made my last rhymes to flow,
She released the old good me, the one that used to blow
Every single thing that used to stand on my way,
You know… the time that I wouldn’t prey
to God for something, when I just stud up and did it,
This is for you, Atjka, will never forget it,
What you did to me, with just one picture,
Don’t know how to say “Thankz”, so I send you this scripture,
As a message of love, respect, thank, and support,
When you need somewhere to hide, this will be your lyrical fort,
Your shelter, from ignorant fools that make you sad,
If you ever need anything, I will be glad
To help, you completely have me under your control,
What else can I do to person that helped me fill the hole
Within me… one love for that beautiful hair,
For that gorgeous face, I know it ain’t fair
When some people just want to wreck
Your life and when the one don’t love you back,
ali veruj mi, sve ce biti u redu, znam…
Toliko za sad… drugi vers kad te upoznam…
Umetnost nam i u najgušćoj tami osvetljava put ljubavi, istine, dobrote i harmonije
maturski iz srpskog...
Da, sjeb'o sam mal' hronoloski redosled, ali....
Poslednji dan skole, a ja opet sam
Sam u masi, ali za njih ja nemam više šta da dam
Jer ta masa se ponaša kao neka nezadrživa sila
Veštica iz košmara, a ne dobra vila
A ja, opet sam otišao, uzeo blokče, marker u ruku
Teku novi stihovi i strofe, da prekratim sebi muku
Jer ovi stihovi su jedina stvar koja mi pomaže
Da pobegem od zla, da se sklonim od odmazde
Sila mraka, ja se još mračnijim stihovima borim
Zato ne biram ni vreme ni mesto kada ću da ih stvorim
Doduše, svega par ljudi (zaista) razume ovo što ja pišem
A oni su moj vazduh, bez njih ne mogu da dišem
Mada... naučio bih! Kao feniks iz pepela se vratio
Ali bez jedne stvari ne mogu, to tek nedavno sam shvatio
Da bez stihova sledi mi totalni raspad sistema
I Bože! Zašto ovaj tunel izlaz nema
Ali opet uzimam papir i olovku, svetlo počinje da jača
Krčim svoj put rečima, kao oštricom mača
I polako sav bes nestaje, polako prestajem da budem ljut
Mač se pretvara u cvet, ja sam našao svoj put
Dve totalno različite strane svemoćne reči
Ali, krik ranjenih bića iz tame još u ušima mi ječi
Znam da je malo falilo da postanem isto što i oni
Sa jedne strane je tunel, sa druge crkveno zvono zvoni
Da li da se vratim u tminu i da spasim ta stvorenja
Ili da izaberem ljubav... i istinu za pokolenja
Koja slede... zaista ne znam šta da radim
Ali znam da me je ovaj stih spasio i da na njemu ću da gradim
Sebe, svoju budućnost, i ako neko ima nešto protiv toga
Baš me briga! Jer ovo sam ja, ovo sam dobio od Boga
Iako mnogi ne smatraju da je umetnost ovo
Ja smatram! I volim svako svoje slovo
Oni kojima se ne sviđa – mogu samo da se ljute
A ja se vraćam na svoje, naime neznane pute
Ka neznanom cilju, ali poznatim sredstvom
I sada dostojanstveno se opraštam, nikada bekstvom
Toliko od mene i ove „umetnosti“ što mi je data Bogom
Z znači kraj... ovo je poslednje zbogom...
Da, sjeb'o sam mal' hronoloski redosled, ali....
Poslednji dan skole, a ja opet sam
Sam u masi, ali za njih ja nemam više šta da dam
Jer ta masa se ponaša kao neka nezadrživa sila
Veštica iz košmara, a ne dobra vila
A ja, opet sam otišao, uzeo blokče, marker u ruku
Teku novi stihovi i strofe, da prekratim sebi muku
Jer ovi stihovi su jedina stvar koja mi pomaže
Da pobegem od zla, da se sklonim od odmazde
Sila mraka, ja se još mračnijim stihovima borim
Zato ne biram ni vreme ni mesto kada ću da ih stvorim
Doduše, svega par ljudi (zaista) razume ovo što ja pišem
A oni su moj vazduh, bez njih ne mogu da dišem
Mada... naučio bih! Kao feniks iz pepela se vratio
Ali bez jedne stvari ne mogu, to tek nedavno sam shvatio
Da bez stihova sledi mi totalni raspad sistema
I Bože! Zašto ovaj tunel izlaz nema
Ali opet uzimam papir i olovku, svetlo počinje da jača
Krčim svoj put rečima, kao oštricom mača
I polako sav bes nestaje, polako prestajem da budem ljut
Mač se pretvara u cvet, ja sam našao svoj put
Dve totalno različite strane svemoćne reči
Ali, krik ranjenih bića iz tame još u ušima mi ječi
Znam da je malo falilo da postanem isto što i oni
Sa jedne strane je tunel, sa druge crkveno zvono zvoni
Da li da se vratim u tminu i da spasim ta stvorenja
Ili da izaberem ljubav... i istinu za pokolenja
Koja slede... zaista ne znam šta da radim
Ali znam da me je ovaj stih spasio i da na njemu ću da gradim
Sebe, svoju budućnost, i ako neko ima nešto protiv toga
Baš me briga! Jer ovo sam ja, ovo sam dobio od Boga
Iako mnogi ne smatraju da je umetnost ovo
Ja smatram! I volim svako svoje slovo
Oni kojima se ne sviđa – mogu samo da se ljute
A ja se vraćam na svoje, naime neznane pute
Ka neznanom cilju, ali poznatim sredstvom
I sada dostojanstveno se opraštam, nikada bekstvom
Toliko od mene i ove „umetnosti“ što mi je data Bogom
Z znači kraj... ovo je poslednje zbogom...
Ispit iz engleskog...
Ovo mi je bio ispit iz engleskog na faxu... :D
Provesorka je svrshavala satima... xD Idiota.....
I daydream about a world without lies,
The perfect world, where the person that cries
Is crying just because she’s happy, she’s thrilled
She must let the world know that she’s filled
With feelings like love, excitement, joy,
Because this is her life, and she can enjoy
And have no fears that her actions will be considered political,
The public won’t give a damn, and the only one that will be critical.
Is herself, in the world where you can’t be wrong,
Where everybody is strong,
Damn… this dream is taking too long,
Finish a song,
Make a beat and make this public,
I’m so good! Famous all over the republic,
Be the best of the best, the one you don’t want to be tempered!
The truth is… I just want to be remembered……
Provesorka je svrshavala satima... xD Idiota.....
I daydream about a world without lies,
The perfect world, where the person that cries
Is crying just because she’s happy, she’s thrilled
She must let the world know that she’s filled
With feelings like love, excitement, joy,
Because this is her life, and she can enjoy
And have no fears that her actions will be considered political,
The public won’t give a damn, and the only one that will be critical.
Is herself, in the world where you can’t be wrong,
Where everybody is strong,
Damn… this dream is taking too long,
Finish a song,
Make a beat and make this public,
I’m so good! Famous all over the republic,
Be the best of the best, the one you don’t want to be tempered!
The truth is… I just want to be remembered……
Prva prava ljubav iz rodnog grada...
Posle svog sranja, ja napisao ovo, i onda mi bilo lakse :)
Back in the big town, now nothin’ can stop me from writing,
More than two months have passed, and it’s time to start fighting
To get my life back together, To fly around free like a feather,
To make my flow a bit better, and most of all I would like to get a
Chance, to try just one more time to set things straight,
Talk to me! Just one last time! Have a little fuckin’ fate,
In me, in my love, even in your freakin’ words!
Was I a fool to believe you instead of those nerds
When they were telling me to leave you, when they told me I was trippin’
“For ever and ever” was that a lie? Damn, I feel like puttin’ a whole fuckin’ clip in
My head, Just to try to release my self from pain,
Because every thing I think of, just make a god damn chain reaction,
It ain’t just a physical attraction,
I soooo freakin’ love you! I can’t control my actions Any more!
And I feel like a fuckin’ whore when I’m with someone other
And it hurts me even more when I look at my father,
He has two gorgeous women that love him, and he’s STILL fucking around
Me? Nah… I’d rather be 6 ft. under ground
And if I’m considered a fool because of that, I’d wear that title with proud,
Fool, stupid, insane, crazy… Oh, damn, I’ll even shout it loud.
Because, you know, I had a dream… Again and again
About me and you under one flag, under one banner!
Standing united for ever and ever, and whole world under our feet.
Now it’s all gone… And I just want to meet
With you one last time, just to look you in the eyes,
I want to make it up, for every single one of your cries…
I want to make it up even for the things I haven’t done,
Because I want you to know that you were the one And only,
Without you I feel lonely…
Without you I feel hollow,
And I’m ready to swallow my fuckin’ pride,
Just lie down, and glide….
In the beautiful memories, do you remember the tower?
I do! I sit there some times, thinking about our first hour,
I still remember your eyes, when I said “I love you” first time,
I’m seeing them now, while writing this rhyme!
And I can’t take it no more. And I know it is over!
And I’m still sad as shit! And I can’t fall any lower…
And all of you can’t say what you wish, I read the law, and I know my crime…
So I swear… This “I love you!”… Was the last fuckin’ time..
Back in the big town, now nothin’ can stop me from writing,
More than two months have passed, and it’s time to start fighting
To get my life back together, To fly around free like a feather,
To make my flow a bit better, and most of all I would like to get a
Chance, to try just one more time to set things straight,
Talk to me! Just one last time! Have a little fuckin’ fate,
In me, in my love, even in your freakin’ words!
Was I a fool to believe you instead of those nerds
When they were telling me to leave you, when they told me I was trippin’
“For ever and ever” was that a lie? Damn, I feel like puttin’ a whole fuckin’ clip in
My head, Just to try to release my self from pain,
Because every thing I think of, just make a god damn chain reaction,
It ain’t just a physical attraction,
I soooo freakin’ love you! I can’t control my actions Any more!
And I feel like a fuckin’ whore when I’m with someone other
And it hurts me even more when I look at my father,
He has two gorgeous women that love him, and he’s STILL fucking around
Me? Nah… I’d rather be 6 ft. under ground
And if I’m considered a fool because of that, I’d wear that title with proud,
Fool, stupid, insane, crazy… Oh, damn, I’ll even shout it loud.
Because, you know, I had a dream… Again and again
About me and you under one flag, under one banner!
Standing united for ever and ever, and whole world under our feet.
Now it’s all gone… And I just want to meet
With you one last time, just to look you in the eyes,
I want to make it up, for every single one of your cries…
I want to make it up even for the things I haven’t done,
Because I want you to know that you were the one And only,
Without you I feel lonely…
Without you I feel hollow,
And I’m ready to swallow my fuckin’ pride,
Just lie down, and glide….
In the beautiful memories, do you remember the tower?
I do! I sit there some times, thinking about our first hour,
I still remember your eyes, when I said “I love you” first time,
I’m seeing them now, while writing this rhyme!
And I can’t take it no more. And I know it is over!
And I’m still sad as shit! And I can’t fall any lower…
And all of you can’t say what you wish, I read the law, and I know my crime…
So I swear… This “I love you!”… Was the last fuckin’ time..
Gimnazijalke...
Ovo je valjda prvo sledece...
Za jednu gimnazijalku... (eh, bese to propala ljubav... lol xD)
Jos jedna noc… opet sam sjeban samo tako,
Jos jedan dan… opet sam celu noc plak’o
Opet sam skakao po sobi besan, jer nisam znao za sebe,
Jos jedan dan… ja opet mislim na tebe…
Novi dan, novi grad, jos jedna nova avantura,
Jos jedan lik u kafani koji svoj nos gura
U moje blokche, sta njega briga sta ja pisem?
Oter’o bih ga u qu…… ali ne mogu vishe,
Jer, Ponovo sam sjeban, ponovo u kurcu,
Proshlo je godinu dana. Vreme je da kazem sta mi je na srcu
Da otvorim staru ranu, da dodam jos malo soli,
Ko ga jebe, I onako nece prestati da boli,
Jer ja je volim!!!
I ne zelim zbog toga da se stidim,
da se krijem – necu, hocu jos samo jednom da je vidim
onako, prelepu, predivnu, ljupku, chednu, mladu,
nju jednu jedinu, ne one kopije po gradu,
koje vidjam u svim curama, I mesam ih sa njom,
-Brate, eno je Maja… opet ispao sam som,
Opet ispao sam kreten, daj brate josh jenu chashu,
Imam vishak para, ma daj mi celu flashu,
I dodaj mi taj blunt, I odmah srolaj novi,
Obet cu da se otkinem… imas kredu? Ajde zovi
Taxi, jer nocas od mojih nogu vajde nema,
-sta se desava sa ziggy-jem? Predamnom Ne pokrece se tema,
Ima par njih koji znaju, ali, oni mudro cute,
Ima vise njih koji ne znaju, ima dosta njih koji mute,
Iza ledja meni, da izmuzu nesto para,
Za pice – dva – tri… majka mu stara,
200 dinara…
Shta napravi od drugara…
200 dinara………
Shta napravi od drugara………………
Jos jedna noc… opet sam sjeban samo tako,
Jos jedan dan… opet sam celu noc plak’o
Opet sam skakao po sobi besan, jer nisam znao za sebe,
Jos jedan dan… ja opet mislim na tebe…
Seti se samo tvrdjave, onih (bar meni) divnih dana,
Da li jos uvek nosish zute shnale? Da li snove lovish sama?
Da li nekad pomislish na mene? Da li je dobro ili loshe?
Da li sam zasluzio zagrljaj, stisak ruke ili kroshe?
Da li kazesh da me znash? Ili me se stidish?
Shta mi radi Hailie? Da li uopshte zelish da me vidish?
Da li I ovo pishem uzalud, ili imam bar josh jednu shansu?
Da li stoji ono “prijatelj” ili si bila u transu
Samo rekla neshto… ne znajuci shta to znachi?
Da li je to bila laz, namenjena da otkachi
(josh) jednu budalu koja misli samo na tebe,
Koju svi zajebavaju, ali kojoj se ne jebe
Ni 5% za te nepismene kretene,
Koji ljubav znaju samo sa filma, dok moja polako vene,
I pretvara se u neshto daleko gore,
Ali ne mogu to da dozvolim, o, ti ogavni stvore,
Koji teras me na zlo, molim te bezi sad daleko,
Dok jos nije kasno, dok jos nisam stek’o
Pogresno mishljenje o savrshenstvu, poslatom sa nebesa,
Oluje, munje, gromove, epicentar zemljotresa
Bih preziveo samo jos jednom da je vidim,
Da je dotaknem, da pokazem da se ne stidim,
Svojih osecanja… I da bih mogao da prebolim…
Ziggy za maju… sta tju kad je volim…
:’(
Poslednja noc… kada sam sjeban samo tako,
Poslednji dan… poslednju noc sam preplak’o
Poslednji put sam skakao po sobi, jer nisam znao za sebe,
Zelim poslednji dan… u kome cu da mislim na tebe…
Za jednu gimnazijalku... (eh, bese to propala ljubav... lol xD)
Jos jedna noc… opet sam sjeban samo tako,
Jos jedan dan… opet sam celu noc plak’o
Opet sam skakao po sobi besan, jer nisam znao za sebe,
Jos jedan dan… ja opet mislim na tebe…
Novi dan, novi grad, jos jedna nova avantura,
Jos jedan lik u kafani koji svoj nos gura
U moje blokche, sta njega briga sta ja pisem?
Oter’o bih ga u qu…… ali ne mogu vishe,
Jer, Ponovo sam sjeban, ponovo u kurcu,
Proshlo je godinu dana. Vreme je da kazem sta mi je na srcu
Da otvorim staru ranu, da dodam jos malo soli,
Ko ga jebe, I onako nece prestati da boli,
Jer ja je volim!!!
I ne zelim zbog toga da se stidim,
da se krijem – necu, hocu jos samo jednom da je vidim
onako, prelepu, predivnu, ljupku, chednu, mladu,
nju jednu jedinu, ne one kopije po gradu,
koje vidjam u svim curama, I mesam ih sa njom,
-Brate, eno je Maja… opet ispao sam som,
Opet ispao sam kreten, daj brate josh jenu chashu,
Imam vishak para, ma daj mi celu flashu,
I dodaj mi taj blunt, I odmah srolaj novi,
Obet cu da se otkinem… imas kredu? Ajde zovi
Taxi, jer nocas od mojih nogu vajde nema,
-sta se desava sa ziggy-jem? Predamnom Ne pokrece se tema,
Ima par njih koji znaju, ali, oni mudro cute,
Ima vise njih koji ne znaju, ima dosta njih koji mute,
Iza ledja meni, da izmuzu nesto para,
Za pice – dva – tri… majka mu stara,
200 dinara…
Shta napravi od drugara…
200 dinara………
Shta napravi od drugara………………
Jos jedna noc… opet sam sjeban samo tako,
Jos jedan dan… opet sam celu noc plak’o
Opet sam skakao po sobi besan, jer nisam znao za sebe,
Jos jedan dan… ja opet mislim na tebe…
Seti se samo tvrdjave, onih (bar meni) divnih dana,
Da li jos uvek nosish zute shnale? Da li snove lovish sama?
Da li nekad pomislish na mene? Da li je dobro ili loshe?
Da li sam zasluzio zagrljaj, stisak ruke ili kroshe?
Da li kazesh da me znash? Ili me se stidish?
Shta mi radi Hailie? Da li uopshte zelish da me vidish?
Da li I ovo pishem uzalud, ili imam bar josh jednu shansu?
Da li stoji ono “prijatelj” ili si bila u transu
Samo rekla neshto… ne znajuci shta to znachi?
Da li je to bila laz, namenjena da otkachi
(josh) jednu budalu koja misli samo na tebe,
Koju svi zajebavaju, ali kojoj se ne jebe
Ni 5% za te nepismene kretene,
Koji ljubav znaju samo sa filma, dok moja polako vene,
I pretvara se u neshto daleko gore,
Ali ne mogu to da dozvolim, o, ti ogavni stvore,
Koji teras me na zlo, molim te bezi sad daleko,
Dok jos nije kasno, dok jos nisam stek’o
Pogresno mishljenje o savrshenstvu, poslatom sa nebesa,
Oluje, munje, gromove, epicentar zemljotresa
Bih preziveo samo jos jednom da je vidim,
Da je dotaknem, da pokazem da se ne stidim,
Svojih osecanja… I da bih mogao da prebolim…
Ziggy za maju… sta tju kad je volim…
:’(
Poslednja noc… kada sam sjeban samo tako,
Poslednji dan… poslednju noc sam preplak’o
Poslednji put sam skakao po sobi, jer nisam znao za sebe,
Zelim poslednji dan… u kome cu da mislim na tebe…
Ime kaze sve...
Samo mi je trebalo mesto gde cu da cuvam textove & shit, posto mi forumi nisu pouzdani dovoljno....
Tako da, idemo hronoloski...
Elem, sam pocetak... Posvadjao se sa ortakinjom (ne pricamo do dan danas... u neku ruku, verovatno je bolje tako...)
Remember the time, we were walkin' down the street,
Got (the) headphone in my ear, tryin' to figure out the beat,
And once again, u were talkin' 'bout you're trouble,
I have got no idea that I'm gonna make it double,
I guess u knew that people talk shit behind you're back,
I was defendin' u... I still do, 'couse when u lack
Friends, u try to keep what u got,
But, every jealous bitch is tryin' to find a week spot,
Of your friend, you, (and) every single thing u stand for,
Like when u don't know (how) to dance – and they push u to the dance floor....
But, still, I fucked it up, and I'm sorry for real,
But, if we were true friends, why (THE FUCK) are u lettin' this kill
Our friendship, us, and four beautiful years...
One mistake, we're gone, and I’m sittin' in tears.....
And I'm not a shame of that, 'couse i know what I did,
U turned your back to me, I almost turned back to weed,
But, shit, I said NO! I'm gonna do this like a man,
No drugs, No alcohol, just took paper and pen,
And there were these lines, just to say that I'm sorry....
You've left (me), but Crazzy™ will always be here, so don't worry,
U know that, no mater where u go, and no matter what u do,
Fuck the beef........ I’m always here for u........
Now I write these lines, and you are with your new friends,
He’s so better than me, but all he really wants to do is bend
You over and then stab the knife in your back
I keep pushing them away, so people think I’m whack,
And when you look back the only thing you see is me
Fighting with the air, so you think I’m a freak,
You remember we were friends, so you turn your head away,
And then I imagine that once again we play
Risk, instead of sittin’ and learnin’
Again, we laugh together, but my skin starts burnin’,
BAM!!! I wake up, and realize that it was all a dream,
This ain’t gonn’a happen. We will never be a team!
Again. But hey, at least dreams ain’t forbidden…
Who knows, one day I might go to Sweden,
Russia, U.S., or S.A. (South African) Republic,
When I finish this song and make ti public,
No, I don’t mean the song – I mean the pain,
I have to get it out! It’s killin’ my brain!
I fucked it up, you go away, and there go 4 years…
Again, I write another verse sittin’ in tears,
To let the world know ‘bout the shit that I made,
I know that it was big, I’m ready to stand in front of brigade,
And let them shoot me…. I promise! I won’t cry!
Jebiga Milice izvini… toliko od mene za kraj…..
Tako da, idemo hronoloski...
Elem, sam pocetak... Posvadjao se sa ortakinjom (ne pricamo do dan danas... u neku ruku, verovatno je bolje tako...)
Remember the time, we were walkin' down the street,
Got (the) headphone in my ear, tryin' to figure out the beat,
And once again, u were talkin' 'bout you're trouble,
I have got no idea that I'm gonna make it double,
I guess u knew that people talk shit behind you're back,
I was defendin' u... I still do, 'couse when u lack
Friends, u try to keep what u got,
But, every jealous bitch is tryin' to find a week spot,
Of your friend, you, (and) every single thing u stand for,
Like when u don't know (how) to dance – and they push u to the dance floor....
But, still, I fucked it up, and I'm sorry for real,
But, if we were true friends, why (THE FUCK) are u lettin' this kill
Our friendship, us, and four beautiful years...
One mistake, we're gone, and I’m sittin' in tears.....
And I'm not a shame of that, 'couse i know what I did,
U turned your back to me, I almost turned back to weed,
But, shit, I said NO! I'm gonna do this like a man,
No drugs, No alcohol, just took paper and pen,
And there were these lines, just to say that I'm sorry....
You've left (me), but Crazzy™ will always be here, so don't worry,
U know that, no mater where u go, and no matter what u do,
Fuck the beef........ I’m always here for u........
Now I write these lines, and you are with your new friends,
He’s so better than me, but all he really wants to do is bend
You over and then stab the knife in your back
I keep pushing them away, so people think I’m whack,
And when you look back the only thing you see is me
Fighting with the air, so you think I’m a freak,
You remember we were friends, so you turn your head away,
And then I imagine that once again we play
Risk, instead of sittin’ and learnin’
Again, we laugh together, but my skin starts burnin’,
BAM!!! I wake up, and realize that it was all a dream,
This ain’t gonn’a happen. We will never be a team!
Again. But hey, at least dreams ain’t forbidden…
Who knows, one day I might go to Sweden,
Russia, U.S., or S.A. (South African) Republic,
When I finish this song and make ti public,
No, I don’t mean the song – I mean the pain,
I have to get it out! It’s killin’ my brain!
I fucked it up, you go away, and there go 4 years…
Again, I write another verse sittin’ in tears,
To let the world know ‘bout the shit that I made,
I know that it was big, I’m ready to stand in front of brigade,
And let them shoot me…. I promise! I won’t cry!
Jebiga Milice izvini… toliko od mene za kraj…..
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