Original and frank

[Karim-Rap-4-Life]

Original and Frank

13/08/2013





Verse 01:

By The year 2004, In Saida city I was a teen

Introvert and Poor, I was absent from the scene (boy)

While I was suffering, you were on the super sweet sixteen

You got a better life your daddy got the Algerian scheme

At the school classes, always falling on a daydreaming

Hearing my name Karim, that’s my teacher she’s screaming

And when we finish she say good night happy dreams

Hell yeah, I don’t even know what it means

That rich girl didn’t know for what I’ve been thinking (hell yeah)

Something she never missed it’s the smell in the kitchen

All the time everyday every hour every minute

I was not skipping reality, my Imagination got no limit

Thought I wasn’t Timid I was shy and so much nervous

Elementary rapper, lost in the world of the disses

You meant to be happy, from the money of the lobby

You got it all! boy, while my mind was Scrappy

I would be a criminal, if I did not get a hobby

Personal and original, check it it’s not a copy

I don’t get yours I mean the life of the riches?

You know bodyguards, driver the expensive watches

You wanna get my talent bring forty seven witches

Now get out of my way, I’m not that kind of pitches

Getting a car and Currency, are you living properly

You gonna lose it suddenly, fool save your property

I heard about the Morris dancing so much fascinating

Interruption I got some wolves, with them I am dancing

Usually men like me, are stable in a good function

I’m growing up so fast, and death is keeping inching

These days I feel a tension in all my friendship relations

Maaan I’m losing it, I’m losing it, the passion

I switch on the wax light, had one night conversation

Till she collapses definitely, she left me alone thinking

So hard to be alone, alone and lonely

Switching off the phone, dying slowly

If you don’t care y’all it’s not that big deal

But to lie and pretend I’m not Dr. Phil

Due to ya talks I was going in Labyrinth

Thanks Allah I knew it and I’m Elaborating

I’m letting out, Original and frank

You may not like it, Original and frank

Enemies switch off the light, Original and frank

Original and frank Original and frank

Original and frank





Verse 02:

Ethics before Lyrics, this later will be the Monument

Got my own method, it’s not for the money, man

I don’t worship the Rain-man like the rapper Eminem

I bet that white puppy still scared of the Bogyman

Open your E.Y.E I’m not the D.R.E

Neither the B.I.G nor the Eayzy-E

Lyrically unstoppable, Unreachable legible

Secret and Survival, untouchable invisible

Fool that’s DZ and that’s my mentality

My tongue refuses to say Nuttin but only the reality

I am not that Idiot who loves to be an Arab Idol

A gussy talent of pen that turned me to a suicidal

Social RAP writer, I am the Trouble maker

But after all and then, I’m not that too much Talker

To you all player haters, grow up let’s talk later

Too simply you are not, the sharpest knife in the drawer

I told them once before, ain’t plain’ fool we the men

Oh dang I told them we the gangs that’s the land

No comment much respect for street boyz band

I hope ya don’t get mad coz, I got ya homie n friend

That night looking for a trouble, I hit him with a shovel

He felt pain in double, walked home lost in a scrabble

I’m sorry I have a dignity, that I’m obliged to Maintain

Black and white’s purity, my word remains in

The good got nothing but the bad got a lot

That’s for a reason that’s why I don’t care about

They know how to pretend I figured it out

Hate it or Love it maaan I’m letting it out

Excuse me when I say original and frank

When you lie at me I don’t count you my friend

A secret enemy, what’s the different

I gotta some better rules I always use

Rule number Ono; never trust anybody

Destroying you, with ya secrets is handy

Rule number Two; know who you are mixing with

I tell who you’re when I see whom you’re messing with

Rule number three; I be the one who I wanna be

Being so free I love my character yeah that’s me

Rule number four, no friends I shut the door

After opening it, their deceit got more

Rule number five; be happy love the life

If you wanna survive, hustle and strive

Rule number six; avoid the materialistic

Now just Leave me alone, and after saying this,

I seem a pessimistic; somehow I’m a realistic

Leave me alone I’m just tired and sick,

I’m letting out, Original and frank

You may not like it, Original and frank

Enemies switch off the light, Original and frank

Original and frank Original and frank

Original and frank

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Algerian scheme: some of you heard of the American dream which isthe belief of Americans that their country offers opportunities for a good and successful life. For minorities and people coming from abroad to live in America, the dream also includes freedom and equal rights.

I mentioned the Algerian scheme which is a plan for getting money or some other advantage, especially one that involves cheating other people: and as we know Algeria is full of these kind of animals eh citizens.

Peaches: a particularly good or attractive person or thing.

The Morris dancing: a type of old English dance traditionally performed by men wearing special (usually white) costumes, often with small bells around their legs below the knee. Dances from some parts of Britain involve waving handkerchiefs, and in others the dancers knock sticks together. Morris dances are usually performed outdoors in the summer. Women now also sometimes take part.

Not the sharpest knife in the drawer: idiomatic expression that means Not Intelligent

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