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…
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