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Real feat. Boyan (Kuln)
Lost your mind, lost your game
C`mon man, I`m trying to do the best I can
And I`m taking hits, I`m taking hits, man
From every motherfuckin` motherfucker on this motherfuckin` land
But you`re still hittin` back
And I`ma do it `till my last fuckin` breath
And every man has his enemies
When he`s saying words makin` their fuckin` hearts freeze
Real...
It`s your curse, it`s no gift
Yeah, messin` with motherfuckers too hard to lift
Can`t be like others living only for spittin` out lies
Can`t be like others to work only for me and mine
Go away, live alone
Faith of those who have no home
I will surely die one day
But` `fore that I will turn things around, then I will walk away
Tell me your wishes and tell me your goals
Hidden in your hole you ain`t got no foes
There you got so many of your friends
Here is something you can`t understand
Your fake rules will change nothing
When I hear your words rollin` out of your mouth
For some maybe you`re the good god
For the rest you`re the bad dog
I feel like been` locked in a cage
It makes me feel full of fuckin` rage
I hate the bitch that lives in you
And I just know you hate her too
One thing I`ve never realized so far
What made you the dickhead that you are
Don`t wanna see what`s beyond the wall
You dumb mind won`t let you fuckin` go
A hundred miles and runnin` and still no track of me
Still real but untouchable for you
I still want to find this pain of mine...
Am I blind?
I hate the bitch that lives in you
участва в албуми: Fyeld - Fyeld (2003) (2003)
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