| I grew up never being that fucking cool
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| I grew up fucking being bullied at school
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| I grew up always being shit out of luck
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| I grew up tied up, trying to get unstuck
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| I was a fucking nerd fucking most of my life
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| Playing tv games alone at home every night
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| Too many pimples, too overweight
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| No cute dimples nose not quite straight
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| Small fucking house in the wrong side of town
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| Never ever up, mostly fucking down
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| No fancy labels, no nice swimming pool
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| No mom in a beamer to pick me up from school
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| Took all the punches but never got the girl
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| Only cash and carry lunches and allergy pills
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| The boy with the middle path middle class life
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| The boy on the edge of a sharp fucking knife
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| Ha ha ha ha ha, who’s got the last laugh?
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| Ha ha ha ha ha, move like a giraffe
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| Ha ha ha ha ha, this is for the losers
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| Ha ha ha ha ha, fuck all the cool kids
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| Girls never really gave two fucking looks
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| I never really looked like those ous in the books
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| More horatio kane than brad fucking pitt
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| Less pat lambie a little more johnny smit
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| Everyone had nikes, I had no name skoene
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| Everyone had bikes, I drove a fucking scooter
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| I had peanut butter, no fucking Nutella
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| My first fucking car was a peach Ford Sierra
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| Peroxide in my hair, it came out yellow
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| Everyone had Côte d’Or I had marshmallows
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| I was always picked last at physical ed
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| I once got held down and fed stale bread
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| Life of embarrassment, torment and dread
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| By the end of high school I was half fucking dead
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| Stayed away from cool kids made friends with my parents
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| Spent every night writing lyrics instead
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| So luckily I grew up, threw up, and forgot
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| Listened to Wu tang, Easy-E and big Snoop Dog
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| Everything slowly got less confusing
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| I found all my friends in fucking rap music
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| Slowly but surely I lifted from the ash
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| Found my inspiration in brandy and hash
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| So I fucking grew up fucking drew up some raps
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| Starting wearing a vest and a long fucking cap
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| Rose to the top, the next fucking level
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| Left the fucking punches for the bass and the treble
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| Left the kak for the lekker, the pain for the fun
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| Now when I go on stage the kinners go blam
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| No more bullies, no more shame
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| No more teasing I’m kak fokkin mijn
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| This is for the poes who beat me up elke dag
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| Enjoy your fucking life, parow’s got the last lag |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Last Laugh , by - Jack Parow. Song from the album Eksie Ou (Super Seep Skoon) [Vloekvry Uitgawe], in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп