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Ovo je text za THRASH pesmu koji sam napisao posle nedelju dana provedenih u grckoj sa svojim odeljenjem... Jedna devojka, u koju sam bio zesce zaljubljen, se privatavala sa mojim "ortacima" koje sam posle prozivao na fer i mazao govna po faci dok su spavali...

 

 

 

OTHELLO'S POEM

 

 

If you are my friend, why's your hand on her tit?

Right on your face i will spill all my shit

Why do you flee, take a challenge like man

Hammering your face like a bitch in Pakistan

 

Don't cry for mercy, cuz i am insane

You wont escape this, pay for the pain

You have betrayted me and deserve to die

Ill rip out your hand and ram my cock in your eye

 

 

Run

I will catch you

Hide

I will find you

Die

Ill go to hell, and kill you again

You shouldn't have touched her, my friend!

 

 

Now that youre dead, she's grieving for you

Shes calling me crazy and evil. That's true

For what you have done your life had to end,

But now I see her ass in the hands of your friend

 

I spread open his lungs with a razor blade

And burry the motherfucker inside your grave

She's fucking everyone, but she won't touch me

I cut her flesh in pieces and sell it on the street

 

 

Run

I will catch you

Hide

I will find you

Die

Ill go to hell, and kill you again

You shouldn't have touched her, my friend!

Posted

zanimljivo... Mislim da je pesma kvalitetna ma koliko ja ne gotivila preterano trash, al' to nema veze....

 

pishi josh, TowerdetH, pishi... ne morash pisati o toj curi koji su privatavali, nego samo pishi josh takvih tekstova... svidza mi se... pivopije.gif

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