Awkword

Awkword - The Dating Game songtekst

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[Verse 1]
First off, all I ever asked for was truth
Second, practice what I preach, I was there for you
Third, I gave you mad chances, I was scared to lose
Now I tried to be fair, but what's fair 'bout to do
I use this song as self-expression; pack the bong for a cleansing
Ebonics, the chronic, I'm on it, I said it I meant it
Defend it 'til deaded, defended the message, that hit ya
Get the f*ck off my back, yeah ya pussy was wack
I thank myself when I f*cked ya, AWK always came with a jack
And I never came up in ya ass, yet ya wanted it bad
I look back and get sad, and I try to shake it I hate it
I hate the fact that we dated, I hate the fact there's still hatred
Forget the times we fought, forget the times we laughed
Forget the time in the car, getting gassed, we almost crashed
When I think about it, it's like the whole thing was a dream
So I drink about it, then recruit a new girl for the team.

[Hook]
They call dating a game, and every man's a player
Oh god damn girl, looks like you f*cked with a Laker
I wish I Kobe'd ya ass, and dropped ya off at ya parents
Surprise surprise, I blew it, you got the earrings with karats

Never again, never again, will I get stuck on the fence
Enemies, friends, our enemies are ex-girlfriends
They call dating a crapshoot, every move is a bet
Oh god damn girl, looks like you f*cked with the best

[Verse 2]
There's six billion people on this earth, this is your curse
I guess that half is females, so this is the verse
In which you die in my dome, so I can be happy alone
Don't stress this won't be sappy, I cut heads off with poems
In my life it's like I'm blasting brains, or writing my pains down
Either way it's hard as hell, tryna clear up these rain clouds
First I'm oversensitive, then a standoffish prick
Swallow down my medicines, close my eyes and drift
That's why, I'm always seeking change, biting my lips
Is the answer in a bottle or the hands of my therapist?
Is it stress that breaks my back, or my broken back causin' stress
Do I blame genetic makeup, how 'bout how I try to clean my mess
You joked about f*cking dudes, surprise, you f*cked a dude
I'm burnin' you outta my mind, destruction's what I choose
Everybody listen up, this the number one rule
Behind every wise crack is a hint at the truth.

[Hook]
They call dating a game, and every man's a player
Oh god damn girl, looks like you f*cked with a Laker
I wish I Kobe'd ya ass, and dropped ya off at ya parents
Surprise surprise, I blew it, you got the earrings with karats

Never again, never again, will I get stuck on the fence
Enemies, friends, our enemies are ex-girlfriends
They call dating a crapshoot, every move is a bet
Oh god damn girl, looks like you f*cked with the best.

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Taal: Engels

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