Romeo
Uh, yuh, uh, yuh, uh, yuh, uh, yuh
Let me tell y'all story 'bout a little man called Romeo
If you wanna hear it then you have to turn the volume up
If you pay attention maybe you can understand it too
The lyrics are the words that he fail to say 'cause no one asks
No one fucks with his opinion
His opinion
He's got a knowledge like a preacher
Like a preacher
But who the fuck cares what is going in his head
He's a bit shorter but his dreams are looking big
Everyday he's walking home with backpacks on his back
It ain't warm and sunny and some days he's soaking wet
But he gotta do it cause he'll make his mamma sad
She told him go, go, go and never take a step
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Uh, uh
He's hoping one day he'll be able to move
Visit places, do the things that he couldn't do
Seeing all his peers showing off with everything they can
With the money of their parents they are feeling overwhelmed
Should he ask himself why the fuck is that
Should he ask himself what he's doing wrong
Maybe karma's chasing him for something that he's done
But all that he remembers is the good and nothing wrong
So why, why this destiny arrived
He collapsing on the floor, screaming all the pain alone
He say "God, God are you there
Please deliver me from the life I get to live
And just never take me back"
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Let me tell y'all story 'bout a little man called Romeo
If you wanna hear it then you have to turn the volume up
If you pay attention maybe you can understand it too
The lyrics are the words that he fail to say 'cause no one asks
No one fucks with his opinion
His opinion
He's got a knowledge like a preacher
Like a preacher
But who the fuck cares what is going in his head
He's a bit shorter but his dreams are looking big
Everyday he's walking home with backpacks on his back
It ain't warm and sunny and some days he's soaking wet
But he gotta do it cause he'll make his mamma sad
She told him go, go, go and never take a step
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Uh, uh
He's hoping one day he'll be able to move
Visit places, do the things that he couldn't do
Seeing all his peers showing off with everything they can
With the money of their parents they are feeling overwhelmed
Should he ask himself why the fuck is that
Should he ask himself what he's doing wrong
Maybe karma's chasing him for something that he's done
But all that he remembers is the good and nothing wrong
So why, why this destiny arrived
He collapsing on the floor, screaming all the pain alone
He say "God, God are you there
Please deliver me from the life I get to live
And just never take me back"
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Back to reality, that shit is ugly
Credits
Writer(s): Atanas Dimov
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