2021.10.11.
The shipwreck
What do we deserve in this land, mansince music for us is a charm
come and talk to me, let it all out, give me the inspiration to speak them out.
Our smiles, my brother, worth a million.
I became a rock to those who feel me
but also to those who are pushing me off the cliff
I stick my roots deep inside the earth
but they do not have the power to cut out my tongue.
My mother, proudly, calls me her pride
since i am standing on her side like a lion
Nothing and nobody can break us, man,
i have my inspiration hearing Vamvakaris
They are killing me here, because of my debts
in order to make the voices inside our minds muted.
I do not want pills, i just want a pen to be cured
we do not write about asses and drugs.
Do not hang around in the parks, they say,
do not wander around, study
do not have tattoos on your body, shithead, live, wake up, study
Work up till night, support a family
This fucking routine of yours, is a sickness to me.
I am weird to everybody in this place,
a shithead, i'm writing rimes to get away
At least now, the 'madam' who gave me a zero would hear me
and would find out why i've burnt down the damn school, man.
What i am hiding inside my brain, nobody knows
and if you ever try to get it, dude, it does not benefit you
The nights that you were shouting at me ' Damn Vaso, get up'
i was hiding in the hug of my pen and my verse.
What do we deserve in this land, man
since music for us is a charm
come and talk to me, let it all out, give me the inspiration to speak them out.
How much do the nights when i am writing, cost, so as i could be able stand up on my both feet again
Come and tell me what is bothering you, so i will strike evil at its root
I'm searching in my drawers to find something, but,
i just found photos of us, when we were little
when everything was calm, simple and humble,
now i am only wondering if i felt something or did i just fucked
Why are we always considered to be the useless ones, before your eyes
just because my father left and i'm waiting for him to come back
Why is it now that i feel the urge to let all my hatred out
Why, man, people judge you on what you are wearing?
I speak straight , i don't give a fuck if you are listening
or not
i don't give a fuck if you are feeling me
or not
i don't give a fuck of what you have said about me
i don't give a fuck if you get offended, and if you are about to accuse me
i don't give a fuck if the cop, locks me in.
I still remember, you shithead, your eyes
with this evil look, the desperate one
even if they were all red, they like rose petals
falling in the streets of old Nicosia
Do you remember us sitting hand to hand, babe
on the roof, counting the stars
Do you remember shouting at me ' where are you headed without a rudder'
well, now i have already sunk, i am just a shipwreck.
I don't feel anymore, i don't live anymore, but it's my fault, never mind
since the pain keeps haunting me
If it wasn't for rap rescuing me, helping me get it all out
i would have been OK in my grave, you bastards.
What do we deserve in this land, man
since music for us is a charm
come and talk to me, let it all out, give me the inspiration to speak them out.
How much the night when i am writing cost, so as i could be able stand up on my both feet again
Come and tell me what is bothering you, so i will strike evil at its root