Sunday, 11 October 2015

Getting Back at You

Old co-operative work with Al-Moatasem Bellah Mohamed

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This battle is over even before it starts...
I'm the mother fucken master of the broken hearts...
I simply broke yours into tiny small shards...
What the hell have you got to say to someone with whom you fell in love?
Fix up your shit! your love to me is nothing but a big fucken mess!
I do love you, but not in the same way you do!
And every time I try to tell, you keep looking blue!

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You think you're mister sexy
Oh God, you're such a fool!

Maybe you're so good at rhyming
But I'm also good with words

My mistake is that I'm impulsive
But I'll be saying "What The Heck!!!"
I don't care about anything
I only care for myself

I was attracted to your distortion and I forgot...
I have myself to think about!

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I don't just think, I actually know...
Your mind is full, and rather slow!
Call me a fool, maybe, but just remember who's in command..
I'm stripping the ground from the place where you stand!
Get me a word! and I'll get you a hundred million...
Or maybe, just maybe, I'll let you choose some of my billion!
How come you tell me you think only about yourself?
While my picture is hanging out of your fucken shelf!

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So that's how it's going to be;
Me scorning you and you scorning me
Do you think it's even manly!

Just remember, it's not my fuckin' fault
That you're so irritating that you blow my mind
I actually sometimes hate you, every once and a while

Fetch me your millions, billions, even trillions
And strip the ground from under my feet
I'll dazzle you with how much I can stay stable
Because survival in me is what my words feed on

Oh, I forgot to say, 
I have no shelves to hang any crap on!
And if with my shelf you mean my heart then you're once again a fool!
Because my heart is locked right now and the key only my mind beholds!

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Okay! now I'm gonna abandon the rhyme just for you,
Want a battle of words? Bring it on! And prepare for an ass being whipped...
It wouldn't be a battle if it's only from my side!
Don't talk shit!! You wanted this as well, so wrong?! It's not my fucken fault, and never will
Women keep saying a lot of shit, but the hugest pile of shit is when they're talking about men.
I'm a man enough to say that I've seen more than you did!
And all you have seen so far, compared to me, is only rubbish!
Making people angry is one of my best qualities...
Lie to yourself and say you hate me! 'cause not a million "I hate you" would change a fact!
Just tell me one good Goddamn thing I don't know about myself!

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So now my words are full of shit and all I say are lies
In all cases I got your point, it was such a nice surprise.

You wanted victory, I'm giving you victory
And your trophy myself will buy
And wrapped in satin it will be
With a note saying "congratulations on your ultimate win against me"

Now I wish you're happy, because I am!
After all, I've seen your true face and for that I'm glad.

And I'm sorry that for me you left your rhyme
It sounded good in deed, I was dazzled by the style!!!

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