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2011. január 26., szerda

Paralell Universe: Detroit - Vác

Reggel szállok le a BZMOT-ról, gecire fáradtan, a tegnapi csúfos forgalomtól kissé megtörten. Esik a hó, pufidzseki, betörősapka, és máris mosolygok, hogy épp az 8 Mile-ból indítom a Lose Yourself c. számot.
Nem hallgatok amúgy Eminemet, de ez a szám azért tetszik, pont ilyen 5:20-kor vonatrólleszállós, csakzértis-talponmaradós induló!

(Amúgy se lehet rossz, ha így kezdődik: "Nézd, ha lenne egy felesed..." LOL)


Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
but he keeps on forgettin what he wrote down,
the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking now, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no

He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This this whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

...
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not

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