The Kash Flowz - Reality

I'm reality
You won't fuck around with my life
You're my empathy
I stab you in the heart with a kitchen knife

Crawl around your brain, connecting wires to your unsuspecting
Self without regard for who you are or what you want
I'm a croissant, i'm a black eye, a refugee about to die
Don't pity me, cause I won't cry for you when your time
Comes to feel my fury. Loser

I'm reality
You won't fuck around with my life
You're my empathy
I stab you in the heart with a kitchen knife

I'm the girl who didn't sympathize with your enthusiastic
Application for a job you didn't want, but had to get
Cause the bank sent you letters all demanding explanations
Declarations, demonstrations of your will to nourish
customer relations

Rip the world to shreds while you sweat over who will keep the kids, the house, the pet
After divorce come times of great regret
But as a bomb goes off in Timbuktu
How can you think your god abandoned you. Loser

Got nothing in my pockets but misery
Existential misgivings elude me
Behold my name is truth - Fact, certainty, validity,
You blow me every time - verisimilitude, every catastrophe

I fuck you hard, I fuck you good
You're getting numb, I think you should
Adjust your attitude, adjust your attitude
We're all up shit creek, without paddles, clues
Or strategies to help us find our way to cure us of the blues, you lose

Written by:
Fabio Somaschini, Olivier Ruytenbeek

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