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• Artiste: Smogus
• Titre: Act It
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Thanks for calling me an asshole You did your job right You want a major deal, You've a fistfight But I think you've misjudged me, You're the wrong side Any last regrets you're going down tonight Think about us just a few years ago Who would've thought you're gonna get this low Am I the only one who's using his brain Using sanity to reason without getting insane Well fuck you I'm throwing you a hitch bitch You think running over my back could make you rich And I even thought you's my friend I picked you off the street, Helped you pay the fucking rent Well I gave you a choice and I guess I was wrong To even gave you on, 'S going on to long For way to long you've been sucking the bong Hooking the pills too wasted to move your tongue Well you said that you're at it Then why the fuck I think you act it Now what was that, you want me to forgive you Well I already forgave you one time I want nothing to do with you So now you think me evil say the devil is playing me I don't believe in a god, So he must be inside of me I ain't no good Christian so forgiving ain't my game You want abso(fucking)lution try asking a saint You fucked me over Time after time Saying you 's done with that shit, You were a friend of mine You've fucked bad enough so I could write this rhyme Yeah, bad enough, and just a waste of time When I look in your eyes I feel nothing I won't even get cold when you're shivering I gave you up long, long ago I gave you a choice but you've just said no I'm going home, leave you alone This is the last time that you have fucked me I'm staying strong, let you go on Pretending you're dead would be best for me Now all serious, what do you expect from us That we would roll on our backs, Let her fuck us like dogs We let her go no revenge and still you're calling us smugs My inside is screaming knowing what to do When I get my hands upon her she would be trough 'Cause I would take a needle and staple her eyes Make her blind but let the ears remain fine But I'm a reasonable man, so I let my inside my inside Forget her live on keep my dignity aside With no more hard feelings for a junky who's through Nothing but misery for me and you so