I used to think that the boys were heart breakers and the girls were their victims. Though it may have started that way, today, it's...I won't say it's the other way around, but the number of broken hearts definitely got equal in genders. So now...we're breaking each others hearts with no remorse or mercy. I can't say that Reddy broke my heart, but she definitely scared it. You know what's the saddest part...she doesn't even know how! She's so ignorant, she doesn't see anything but her own feelings and thoughts. Not that she ever even cared about how I feel. I guess I can't blame her, she's too young to understand. I'm guessing this world will never let her understand. This world will turn her into a heartless bitch...it's doing it already. She lied to me over and over again. It's making me furious. I fell for it. I dare to admit that I cried. I cried because of my naive nature, and because all the girls are the same as her. They all lie. But I've reached a decision. No more of this. I will go against what my heart says and sever every connection with her. For good! "Sometimes solutions aren't so simple, sometimes goodbye's the only way..." It's funny how LP always helps me decide what's right.

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Primijetio sam da ljudi misle kako su ovo pjesme koje sam ja prepisao od drugih poznatih ili nepoznatih umjetnika, ali da sad raščistim...ovo su MOJE pjesme...ja sam ih napisao...ja sam...bez ičije pomoći...(ok, možda mi tu i tamo netko da inspiraciju, ali to ne znači da su sudjelovali u stvaranju pjesme :P)
Let me wake up in your arms
Hear you say it's not alright
Let me be so dead and gone
So far away from life
Close my eyes
Hold me tight
And bury me deep inside
Your heart...
I've been digging into crates
Ever since I was living in space
Before the rat race
Before monkeys had YOU in traits
I mastered numerology
And big bang theology
Perform lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I can start blessing it
Chin checking kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist my chords like double helixes
and show them what I'm made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumentalness on all of you emcees who hate us
So you can try on
Leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity let icons be bygones
I fire bombs ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this