If I'm the fuckin' man then you're the fuckin' man as well

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После того как я всю ночь бухала и пела в норебане с корейскими мужиками в количестве четырех штук, увидеть это во френдленте сразу после пробуждения (где-то в районе двух часов дня, да) было, честно говоря, настоящим испытанием. Не знаю уж что там насчет морального облика, но свое чувство вкуса он забыл при выходе из дома однозначно.

На буржуйском жж-сообществе кто-то очень правильно сказал, что наш товарищ похож на hooker. Я давно ассоциировала его старательно наращиваемую брутальность с туловской Hooker with a penis, а тут прям вообще...









I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a
Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and
New tattoos that claimed that he
Was OGT,
From '92,
The first EP.

And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.

Well now I've got some
A-dvice for you, little buddy.
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,

Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

So I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar

So...Shut up and

Buy my new record
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy.

P.S. Это моя 100 запись про DBSK.