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letra de believe in yourself - koustav

[verse 1 : koustav]
i stand on my feet, on the gr-ss
i can’t believe in myself, i’m broken in parts
in two parts, one is good and other evil
for my life, i can’t choose the good and curse the evil
lies beneath my earth, i got my body with those deep scars
i fly an aircraft and withstand the weak power
so my mind r-t-rded and my father, a f-ggot
congratulations, you got a baby, who’s the babies father?
i’m p-ssed off because i’m n0body to handle a baby
this heavy baby got my veins raged, my veins got bursted and i slammed on my face
i was fifteen, still i was better, why i was just growing up to develop beard
i was confirmed when my wife’s got pregnant, i wished i had a baby, but then, i’m buried in a closet
to get divorced, i have to enforce her, out of the house, i’m filled with envy, not that she was so wrong
i performed a song on the stage, this was my song that would convey message
i’m n0body, i’m piece of cr-p,so throw me in trash,i can’t get a hold on my cash
again, i go to flashback, i had no girlfriends, then my crazy notes will be of no use
if i can’t convey my message
talking to my baby, i feel pain
how is she? i wonder

[verse 2: eminem]
if i could get one more chance to see her
then run to her destination, where is she?
i had got no wings to fly,but i’ve a mind
to interpret all the consequences to foresee, to get a nice chance, deprive of basic amenities
i’m no tribal to live in jungles, but i’m a man, a part of this evolution
i can involve a cushion when i’m resting on my sofa
in fact i have no money,no bucks, to buy a loaf of bread
if i could get an answer from the god, i could go with him
no one there is to accept my faults and my grievances
i can’t find an answer, till i’m grown,i’m no nostradamus to make predictions
after addictions, i reverted from a bad cancer of lungs
i was full of catholic school, but now doctors prescribed the chicken stew
back in actions i got a destiny that can seek repentance

[verse 3: lil wayne]

if i had been a chain smoker
i would put my mind into poker
poke her, as she got buns out of her sweater
place the d-ck in her -n-s, and sweat her
later, she was k!lled herself, when you left her
as she said, “i hate you”, i said that i dated you
for that f-cking felling, i was f-cked up and slew
if you could be me, you will now how much depressed i am
for that f-cking period, i curse my own eye
why it saw you? ,motherf-cker
i cursed myself that it was just an attraction

- koustav

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