Saturday, January 03, 2009

Acidez

Acidez...

Dá-me acidez:
gente mentirosa
gente cobarde
gente hipócrita
gente sem palavra.

Este post é dedicado a quem já me deu facadas nas costas, seja porque motivo for. 
Este post é dedicado a alguém que me faltou à palavra ontém. Não digo nomes, porque eu ando para a frente, não perco tempo nenhum com gente assim. Sigo em frente.

Só um esclarecimento. Antes de alguns de vós (os dois aficionados deste blog) começarem a fazer filmes, digo-vos já que foi uma questão de trabalho que motivou este post. No entanto, se houver alguém a quem sirva a carapuça, por favor não se sinta rogado. E se a carapuça efectivamente serviu, então ainda vos dedico uma música, sim porque atribuo músicas a pessoas, estados de espírito e acontecimentos... No fim da letra vão encontrar uma versão semi-karaoke, para curtirem ainda mais a tristeza que são...

Pois é, este sou eu com um piquinho a acidez. Ou com um pouco mais que um piquinho... É que eu não sou feito de plástico, não sou uma mentira...

Só mais uma coisa. Não sou pretensioso, but don't fuck with me (escrevi em inglês não vá a minha avó vir aqui ao meu blog)...

Agora sim, a música.

HIGH ROAD by Fort Minor

Let's go ya'll

These people are running off at the mouth
Tryin' to convince me that i'm running on empty
Tryin' to convince themselves that the record with Jay was a fluke
That the record that i'm makin' is a mistake
and i can't take this
Let me tell you where i'm at with this
You bastards are gonna have to take back that shit
I'm not plastic and fake
When i make tracks i take facts and lay them out for the masses
You assholes are gonna see soon that i'm not playing
And start asking me the names that i'm not saying
But i'm trying to be bigger than that bickerin
bigger than the petty name callin
under the breath talkin
rumors and labels and categorization
I'm like struggling doctor, No patients
But you can say what you want about me
keep talking while i'm walking away
(Bitches)

You can say what you have to say
'cause my mind's made up anyway
I'm taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that i'm gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
'cause  mind's made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it's not gonna work today

You people are running off at the mouth
Trying to make me take myself off safety
Trying to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built
building up some mistaken information
and i can't take this
Let me spell it out plain for you
angry groups complain about the things we do
I'm not changing direction, i'm stepping my game up
Maintaining my name, the same way i came up
You're gonna see that i'm not playing
and start asking me the names that i'm not saying
but i'm trying not to mention the names of people who wanna siphon attention
You like the hype of pretending you're part of the picture won't pass
You're like a high scholl dropout, no class
You can say what you want about me
keep talkin while i'm walkin away
(bitch)

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's made up anyway
I'm taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that i'm gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it's not gonna work today

Why does it always have to be
Somebody's always watching me
All i really need is some room to breathe
Is anybody out there listening?
Cuz i can't stand to keep this in
All i really want, i'll say again

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's made up anyway
I'm taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that i'm gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it's not gonna work today


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