Представляем точный текст композиции "Woe Whoa America" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Damir . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Woe Whoa America» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Damir передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Damir - "Woe Whoa America"
Lyrics to Woe Whoa America : I cant get a job you see Is there something wrong with me' Who said life is fair I dont wanna be on welfare Im contemplating live or die Push or pull do or die Knock knock trick or treat Dirty deeds and thunder cheap I wanna make money now Minimum wage wow I could do something illegal I could work under the table I got student loans you see Im 40 years old I be I could join the army military Navy cub scouts brain wash me I saw the new stamp you created With the native dream catcher you painted Youre just an entrepreneur too Im making big money now Minimum wage wow I could climb the corporate ladder And embezzle every dollar I still walk the streets eh Cause I wear a suit and tie yeah You give me so much love Cause I wear stars and stripes So I could sit still and think About my four years time Not in jail you see It was University To get a piece of paper for me So you could brainwash me I like America beer that rocks You buy the next round of shots 1st Edition American Slang F## the world Do your own thing Then goes the bang Im not a beggar I got my pride Im a go getter Im gonna get whats mine You got me thinking whats the matter I learnt a lot and now my brain is a scatter I cants stop now my school just robber me Mother#### did it in front of me Wasted years the time I spent Studying those books that didn't help I took notes and read the abstracts Its my turn my turn to back stab The wall is back its time to a wall The truth is now and not on paper I read about poverty shit It was about me f## damn Read in-between the lines School is just a bullshit con My brain is full of words unwanted I passed the classes still no jobess When in doubt choose F the answer Cause f## all is what you get Call me a trader so why don't you oust me Put it in the books that I hung me Took pills and I shot me O.D. (Overdosed) on knowledge, now that's more like me Student turned bad now im a killer Friends of SATAN and of HITLER Flip the page and see my picture Title reads im D.O.A. (dead on arrival) Get a ghostwriter rip out the chapter Reprint the book and burn the master Words are weapons I gotta say Hate the kid who knows your way My edition American Slang F## the world Do your own thing Then goes the bang (Thanks to jasmine for these lyrics) [ Woe Whoa America Lyrics ]
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