Bohemian SIN4ME (Part I)
A Dumbo, left in paradise, left to stumble... But he won't crumble, tumble, tries to stay humble!
Askin' questions, about his own actions, attractions, distractions and reactions
To obtain perfection, in order to give protection and affection
Effectin' your Kids... This might be a Fatal Attraction!
Do you depose or impose 'everybody nose'...?
Who knows?
I know... Not high now, stayin' low, in controle
Stardust seems to be on everybody's lips
I don't care about your lifestyle
Just make your life worth while
And come back to grips
Lil' kids lookin' up to me like I'm a Hero, but I'm not.
Sometimes I still feel weak! Will I ever peak?
What can I say and do? Can I even speak?
A laughingstock! Seem to be the talk of the town...
You all make me feel like this sorry-ass clown!
Am I mr. Frown...?
Am I going crazy?
Do I need to feel ashamed when I'm drunk or hazy?
It's you that's crazy.
Because this is how you raised me!
Do what you want
Live your own life!
All I ask you is to stop the fight
Communicate, integrate, enlight!
We all can live in peace in this Bohemian Sin4Me paradise!
Just show me love for who I am, not what I am or what I might be!
Don't gimme that evil stare!
Just wanna see you smile, it cost nothing, no denail!
But these days that's a hard search, it's unfair!
That's why I stop walking and stare
Back at you
Giving you a chance to give me just one smile
One smile, one love, that's all I ask
I never mean to scare
But I'm very aware
That people fear me when I feel like really hurting a man
Why?
Maybe because I will!
Maybe because I can!
I don't wanna go mind-evil on you
Just beware!
The words I'm spittin', my words, they're not just hot air!
Prepare to endure pain from this new school Voltaire!
The Mack Daddy, The Informer, Fred Astaire!
Return of the Buffalo SoulYa
Within' a Green Paddy
Playin' along like a caddy!
Original in every way... Always actin'
Actin' like I don't care...
So what if I love pop songs, disco and Disney?
Does that make you better than me?
Is lovin' all music worth a diss?
You fuckin' bitch!
I also love girls in thongs
The girl next door
The girl who sang that song
Nice girls! Nasty girls! Classy girls!
Thinking... 'Going Once, going twice...'
Lookin' at girls like an auctioneer
Will it be like this for the rest of my life?
So go on and hate me for that!
Afraid of water and still a water rat!
It's the way y'all look at me!
I'm just walking to the beat
When I don't wanna look at you?
I'll be looking at my feet
You think this shit is easy?
When I'm good, I'm breezy
When I'm pist I'm a a sinfull son of God
Frankensteins Monster! Unappeasing!
A freak... Unique!
Wrapped in all this mystique, still-mathicly lackin' the technique!
Yeah, I know you haters can't wait to participate verbally kickin' my ass on stage!
Don't waste your time...
The stage is yours
Lemme just chill right now
Don't playa-hate!
I'll concentrate
and blow this shit up
No, wait
Can't do that!
First I gotta get paid!
I know I'm a white fucked up kid with a messed up mind
Not refined, not signed... In your words... Undefined!
Fuck that for now, just let me unwind!
Lemme blaze up and get blazed!
Gimme the chance I know I deserve
and you might just be amazed...
I'm not comin' out of any closet
You fuckin' losers, I ain't gay
Got some close friends, yeah...
Don't you, you fuckin' bitch, don't give me that stress!
I love my friends, that don't mean I'll be wearin' a skirt or a fuckin' dress
I love my girls, girls, girls... All over the world!
They seem to kinda like me too...
They can't get enough!
Is that why you hate on me?
Sittin' in your Bentley or your sweet ass coup?
My mind is twisted, twirled
Y'all don't even know...
So much love to give...
To her, her, her and... your girl!
Makes me cold as fuck!
Is this the life I must live?
Makin' your girl's legs curl?
Don't fuckin' push me!
Sometimes I'm so close to the edge I might unfurl!
Who knows what's gonna happen then...
Kinda curious 'bout it, I must say, but keep me Zen!
Keep me chill, keep me cool!
Keep on givin' me girls, make me drewl!
Make her drewl!
Not just talkin' bout her mouth you fool!
This is part of my Bohemian Sinforme
My ghetto symphony!
Not phony! I'm 4 Real!
(December 2010, Pieter Gilis)
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