M-Boy - Untitled/Lyssa's Interlude [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: M-Boy
Album: FuckBitches
Gatunek: Rap

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[Hook: Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got outta bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad [x2]

[Verse 1]

Hey what’s up Matthew
Where's the vid I’d like to see it
And I heard you rap about those hoes and the bitches you be seeing
I’ve been screaming wolf pack
So loud I hope you hear it
I play Bonkers so damn loud and Matt’s Back on a playlist
See I’ve been writing you these fucking letters and I hope you read this
Oh You’re filming a clip right now? i’ll text you later hugs and kisses
Aye mister M-Boy your is phone broken or something?
Yeah I know you’re working hard tryna come up from nothing
But Damn, is it that hard to hit a person back?
I know you’re caught up in whatever but I love you Matt
I love you Matt we missed out c’mon think about us
I know you're stressed but who would of guessed that I can't live without ya'
You see I know you're tied up but I can tie you down
Downward like a fucking frown
Dammit can you come around
I fucking hope you fucking read this fucking letter
And I hope your doing so much better
Your biggest fan

[Hook: Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got outta bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

[Verse 2]

Dear matt, I got your fucking note I’m feeling kinda sad
Your handwritings a mess and it was a fucking sentence maybe less
But I’m keep on fucking fighting with you and you're screaming
I fucked up on some shit now I’m crying cause what you say
And you say something hurtful and I just laugh it off cause you think I'm a joke ha
You remember, you remember that time in the hallway
Or the time you pulled the chair away
And the times you took the pain away
Or the time you bought me candy
Well you probably don’t, and that's why I write these notes
But I'm giving you hope so, don’t leave the promise broke
But I'm still wondering who those songs were for
Cause you know I get mad when you date them whores
But I know you’re probably wondering whats this letter about
And I hope you’re fucking reading this without a doubt
And I know you probably hear this everyday
Do you have any plans?
I know you were busy yesterday
And somethings up for tuesday
But why’d have to go and blow me off last monday
And sunday we were suposed to go out for sundaes
[Adlibs]
Love your biggest fan

[Hook: Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got outta bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

[Verse 3]

Dear my biggest fan
I meant to write you I've just been busy
We haven’t spoke in so damn long how's your brother I’m feeling guitly
Look I feel ashamed that I’d ever fucking call you that
So here's a song I wrote it for you
I wrote it were I hung my hats I know I’m a fucking dick
And all that shit you fucking hate me
I just think we should move along and just forget, it sounds silly
Look Things change and I’m not that really proud of that
I wrote this just because, not because I fucking want you back
But when you went away I learned a thing called venting
Instead of hearing all your problems
I spoke some and resolved them uh'
I know I changed I won't dance around the fucking facts
But you're bringing up old shit, old like ancient artifacts
I love you damn I hate to say but I still think about ya'
I got the last text and I can’t think the same with out ya'
I know I'm wrong you know I'm wrong
But heres the fucking problem
You forgive and just forget all about the fucking drama
Uh I swear I'm a psycho just like stan
But you couldn’t even reprimand
So I had to slash throats again
(Screams)

[Hook: Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got outta bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

[Interlude]

I swear I lost my mind yesterday when Alysa wrote me
She said where the fuck am I cause she miss the old me
That made me wonder when I went missing
And took a look at all these new girls that I’ve been kissing
But Lately I’ve been getting sick and sicker just tryna get my rich up
But I ain't been contemplentating 'bout this shit huh?
And maybe all this trust is just what gets me upsetta' I know
But I been loosing time cos I'm quick to forget
About to write another song I'll fucking regret
Pour it all pour it all theres nothing to sweat
Cause half this shit I fucking know so I'm ready to bet
Did I mistreat her fucking all the time?
But yeah this boy you know could fucking rhyme
But I ain't stopping til' it's over I'm in it til' I win it and you’ll be there fucking for sure
Goddamn I’m so ashamed of
All the broken promises I fucked up
I know I go and say I'm that pack king
But she just look at me and says the same thang
You promised me you would never change Oh...
Aw ha..

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