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letra de tartu 2024 freestyle - handycap

[verse 1]
i’ve eaten six steaks with liquid grapes
what a big mistake it was and i went insane
i was fixated on going to wig maker
punched him in his face so hard he became a trick skater
b-tch, i’ll see you later
let me talk to my new fan
how you doing man
i’ve nearly drank my fuel can
i tried everything to weigh less, move down in the weight class
i’ve heard dedication is the key – i cut my d-ck off while i bench pressed
you’re playing chess, i don’t even know how to play checkers
but who the h-ll cares when i’m the one spraying peppers
threw some orange citruses into two jehovah’s witnesses
banged their backdoors with my collection of monster p-n-ses (ah, ah)
i do not care, i’ll go to town square
in a red triple k mask with leaflets make my sh-t be announced there
bounce into a bouncer, crash a local council
it ain’t gonna be an anchor to me to flash my gauzy trousers
don’t care what i’m saying, innit
i’m just playing, innit
but every second bus smells like someone is decaying in it
sometimes it smells like rose garden
in the early ass morning
when it’s college girls on their way to mass learning

[chorus]
now hold up, you still don’t know who i am?
welcome to my asylum, my new number one fan
lemme reintroduce myself for those few, who never adapted
i’m handycap, living h-ll, and your new favorite rapper

[verse 2]
ad break, pull the hand brake
cut this one out later: it’s a bad take
i’m f-cking joking, i’m flawless
does that make you mad, aye?
it’s handycapophobia
i’ll whack my tracks all over ya
hit you with my car and blame it on your deuteranopia
don’t come at me in streets, i’m still toxic
i defeated matt in wii boxing
stab your fat with a thick chopstick
grabbing a piece of graphite
graphing a graphical graffiti, gravity keepin’ me grounded
when my sanity isn’t around here
get my ass to kalevi 1, sue me to buy a family van
i’ll stomp it, frog splash on it, burn it down
oh, what a tragedy man
you’re paid for playing solos pressing saxophone kn-bs
use more crazy l!cks because you’re doing bl-wj-bs
h-ll, i should win a medal for this metaphor, you better get a diametrically four-inch
edible orange and shove it

[chorus]
now hold up, you still don’t know who i am?
welcome to my asylum, my new number one fan
lemme reintroduce myself, for those few, who never adapted
i’m handycap, living h-ll, and your new favorite rapper
now hold up, you still don’t know who i am?
welcome to my asylum, my new number one fan
lemme reintroduce myself, for those few, who never adapted
i’m handycap, living h-ll, and your new favorite rapper

[verse 3]
fear me, i’ve got nothing to lose
living a life as recluse, trapped to my roots
unknown, never grown up, sipping tea from a cold cup
suicide bomb myself would be the only way for me to blow up
thought it was all over, fans?
i still haven’t f-cked a girl ripping through her yoga pants
i still haven’t slept in any leather tents
i still haven’t done a wrestling reference (f-cking bullsh-t!)
still haven’t filled the whole room with elephants
addressed one of them, and start (well) making sense
i still haven’t learned the whole table of elements
came on your keyboard, and didn’t hide the evidence
i still haven’t turned my kia into yellow benz
i still haven’t answered most common question from kids
if i had to choose to sleep in my residence with any president
without hesitance, i’d get kalju laid

[chorus]
now hold up, you still don’t know who i am?
welcome to my asylum, my new number one fan
lemme reintroduce myself, for those few, who never adapted
i’m handycap, living h-ll, and your new favorite rapper
if somehow you still don’t know who i am?
welcome to my asylum, my new number one fan
lemme reintroduce myself, for those few, who never adapted
i’m handycap, living h-ll, and your new favorite rapper

- handycap

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