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17.01.2021

The Insane One Of The City

(Part One)
Say I'm right, say I'm left
Say I'm hot, say I'm cold
Say I'm happy, say I'm bitter
Say I'm wind, say I'm snow
Say 'he's a thug', say I've lost it
Say 'this man's crazy'
Say 'see what he did?'
Say I'm a nail, say I'm a horseshoe
Tell em come lower
Lower, lower, way lower
Tell em lower
Lower than the south of the city (ghetto area)
I wanted to have sunshine
Everything was a lie
I didn't smoke
I had friends instead of smoking
I, too wanted,
My mom and dad to make up with each other
So that I, too could be happy
I, too wanted,
To wake up in the morning
Without thinking about the fighting from the night before
I'll bet you,
What you say with what I say and
Your words with my words and
Your nights with my nights
Are full of differences
I, too wanted
I, too wanted
For no one to take my seed,
So that my pigeon can come (metaphorical)
I, too wanted
For failure to fail
For there to not be weed, but green grass (wordplay)
For there to not be alcohol, but coffee
There wasn't, don't search for it, there isn't anything, no
Nothing has remained of me, no
At the pinnacle of my happiness,
My happiness would sink and be ruined
I saw the sky when I abandoned the ground
I'm exhausted, I completely swear (I swear to the most evil swear)
I'm aware of my disgusting nature
I am who I am (and deal with it)
You're probably thinking you're the best of the best
And I'm the worst of the worst, no!?
I fight with my own anger
I'm scared of these dirty thoughts and my place
I wanna break off and leave
I fight with my own thoughts
Don't think they made Halva in my city (Desserts to remember the deceased)
I didn't even notice
They'd even steal my own pants
I would build the damn path with my hands
Regretfully I would build it
I would trod the path
Who and whatever would slap me, I wouldn't say a word
As long as I'm alive, I'm here
As long as I'm here, Hip Hop is here
 
(Bridge)
M, like the death of kindness of people
The death of loyalty and morphine and a man drunk off of alcohol
J, crime, felony,
War, war, wounds
The peak of insanity, animosity
A young one full of life means imprisonment
N, money, food, wasn't on the table
How wrong was the one who said this will pass
V, delusion
V, The most violent behavior
V, but, although,
If only these people...
N, the rich motherfuckers (wearing new expensive clothes)
Pretending to feel bad for the poor (with old worn out clothes)
Sh (letter), the beginning of a night in the city,
That ruined the breathing of every moment of your days
H, there is still a movement (internal, emotional movement)
H, there is Hip Hop and seven bars
R, the trodden path
There's still much to go on this path
I still have unfinished business on this earth
 
(Part Two)
The Insane One Of The city, is the very definition of ME
Grateful to rap, is what I am
I ain't seen nothing except these bars I've said
You don't be like this
But this is who I am
My path isn't beautiful
Don't follow in my footsteps
Don't make a hero out of me
Don't say 'look at his tremendous foot-steps in his path'
Or who copped the cash
Or who would die from sorrow
Or who did whatever shit
Look closely
Rain no longer pours
My heart is burning, but I don't want medicine
The world wouldn't show mercy
It wouldn't let me be
It only knew how to fuck me in the ass
Correct, I didn't learn how to have manners, but,
I'm certain my words are really useful for you
Here, I'm thankful for being raised a thug
These vultures/bastards hate my words
I saw their very essence and true nature
From the thick to thin ones
Their old and bastard ones
Their males and females
They eat/spend, they sleep
They sleep, they eat/spend
They tear down towers for them, and build them
They build them, and tear it down for them
They fuck, they fuck, I sing about them
Anything that is the reason for my pain,
The filth of my voice
Is the filth of my city
It doesn't matter if they won (or took everything)
It doesn't matter if you become the best unless you have courage
Opportunity doesn't matter
It doesn't matter if your complex increases daily
In feeling power, the enemy doesn't matter (whatever enemy is in your life, especially internally)
 
(Final Part)
Say to me I'm right, left,
Say I'm hot, say I'm cold
Say I'm happy, say I'm bitter
Say I'm wind, say I'm snow
Say I'm a thug, say I've lost it
Say 'he's crazy'
Your words don't matter to me