Markus Meier
Markus Meier - Self Defeat songtekst
Je score:
One. I'm tripping literally, I should be dish washing 'Cause I got bowlegged knees and often they be crossing Go ahead and ask my bosses, they'll tell you that I'm clumsy I'll probably fall into your fist so you don't have to punch me. Two. I'm vegetarian so I don't want no beef You floss expensive jewelry, I floss my crooked teeth I sing in church choir, my daddy is a reverend I tried to be a gangsta but my curfew was eleven Three. I drive my Vespa through the streets and wear my helmet proud I do my homework every night then come to this rowdy crowd I signed up for the battle, filled in all the basics But when they saw it was me, they put me on the wait list I don't throw lefts or rights I just left and sprinted right I'm skinny, all scrawny arms and a tiny chest Shoot I could hide behind that pole if I just hold my breath Five. My apron looks like a dress I should twirl around like a pretty princess, I'm not a busboy, I'm a waitress But I can't get the drink right, taste test Let me buy another round for your guests My hand got sweaty and I lost my grip My shoes don't fit, they hand me down From the Salvation Army right downtown When I walk into the room, the lights go down I'm so ugly, mom won't hug me And that's ten better disses than you I beat myself, something you couldn't do