Opet ja i dredave ribe...

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*....