Songtexte Journal - Nikie Chemicals

This is a journal
I need to go (sorry)
I can't move, paralyzed, hypnotized (dizzy)
Broken lines, broken legs (ouch!)
I've been around violence (lots)
People tell me that I've changed
Complicated words, might as well
Be the reason that I'm spitting
Alcoholics are really shitty (stinks)
And I'm not judging but I can't cross em
Doors open and my phone that is not popping
Your shitty music is the reason you look stupid
Soñando, vibrando y las viejitas comentando que ellas me vieron pijiando
Pulseando, breteando y rimas coronando
We got no culture, but this is for you
Hearing voices talking shit but I don't see nobody that is meaningfully drip (it's true!)

Come and sue me for a shit
If you mad I didn't blink
Don't you get it? I'm the king
Acid Nikie is the heat
Bitches burning on the streets
Acid Nikie!

This is a journal
I'm not the same, I can't complain
At least I changed before my brain
I got no home, and I don't even fucking crying no more (nah)
It's like I'm waiting for something that will never come
So tell me now, you feeling down?
This place is loud (yea), it's not my fault
You drank your soul, you'll end up alone
I wanna leave, You screamed at me
Go fuck yourself, I just needed empathy
I will not have when you come back to me
Cause you a puppet for real (puppet)
I'm really tired of this

Your shitty music is the reason you look stupid to me
Soñando, vibrando y las viejitas comentando que ellas me vieron pijiando
Pulseando, breteando y rimas coronando
We got no culture, but this is for you
Hearing voices talking shit but I don't see nobody that is meaningfully drip, aye

Come and sue me for a shit
If you mad I didn't blink
Don't you get it? I'm the king
Acid Nikie is the heat
Bitches burning on the streets
Come and sue me