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…..