Melody Joy - NO FCKS GIVEN [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Melody Joy - NO FCKS GIVEN
Produced by Yung Cryptonite
Original lyrics

VERSE 1 ( 2nd verse starts at 1:45)
(0:13)
Imma finish her
Diminish her
Drink A BITCH like..
Vineger- OR- GIN—-OR- A

Test me… but i’ll ACE ya
Cause i;m sinister ..

Administer..
The paper
Like its drugs
N’ i just LACED ya

& my presence i have GRACED you
Say you’re prayers
I AM YOUR MINISTAAAAH

(0:28)
(flow. so. sick. i. need. a healer FLOW)
..scar __so __permanent
You wear it
On your face… i’ll
FAS-S-S-ST
Deface you
& mace you
& shoot u wit TAZERS
& PHASERS

N’ LAZZZERS
(PAUSE) (pause)
__modulaters …
_
Art imitators
U ARE not creators

Purusers
And doers
OR movers and shakers
But CHAAAASERS
GET PAPER

N’ SWALLOW the VAPOR
LIKE pencil to paper
I’ll fucking erase YA

(SWITCH FLOW)
Make sure that - it doesn’t PHASE YA
KEEP stack in’ em’ up like LAYYYYERS __repp pin’
QUEENS but its not JAMACIA
IM A TEASE BUT IM NOT A FAKER


N’…
___________________
(0:42)
….you’re always a hater
Never talking to me
Less you’re asking for a favor…

Only talking bout me
Like a fucking city paper

I’m busy pursuing…
Im a doer. not a sayer

I’m runnin’ like the mayor

I’m feelin’ a bit
Like calling’ it quits
THEY’RE being a prick
I’m haven’ a fit
I’m pleading the 5th
Cause all that i get

Are kids who just _
DO NOT
Give ONE little SHIT

But i will not quit
Give up or
Give in
_give out
Any fucks
I am tucking’ EM’ in

Cause i am now mentally fuckin’ your bitch
And you are now presently flipping’ a lid

Your 50 shades of grey
& I’m like 50 shades of red hot
50 ways to say
Man, not today
Why don’t you EFF OFF

(1:23 —— )

I’m like no fucks given
Fucks given…

Uh… no fucks given…
Uh… no fucks given…

No…
Fucks. given

MIDDLE FINGER TO THE CEILING
X2
(ABSOLUTE CHORUS: 1:24 - 1:37)

Verse 2: 1:38 OR 1:52

VERSE 2
1:52
Your brain on drugs
That is
My brain on sober

Got that drive
In my eyes
Like a ra ra range rover

Little girl
But my flow uh…
…it goes harder than a boner
So i guess THAT you can say THAT I AM
What you call
A grower

(2:06)
All the idiots
They call me gothic
Im a flower
And a poet
Like a sexified
Edgar Allen Poe
But they don’t know a
Fucking thing
You wanna bring it?
Then come over

…i met J.Cole
Now my goals
Meeting HOVA

( 2:19)
(Flow)
I’m startin’ a crazzzze
III put em’ in graves
& BUST her like DAVE
Or like
BUFFY i’ll SLAY

Taking GRATE PLEASURE
In BREAKing away

Still wearing’ the leather
But breaking the chain

Go getter
You better
Remember the name

In december i met her
& it was insane

Her name was Heather
NOOO she was not gay

But.. i made her cream…
Like a fucking parfait