ReTo - Fuckoff

**Verse 1**

I don't read opinions, wake up in the morning, smoke some cigarettes
I haven't cared for a long time what others think
I often act in anger, and if not in anger, then in frenzy
I don't look back, unless I'm spitting over my shoulder
I often miss the target when I reach it
In my heart, an abyss; in my head, hell; in my pants, a snake nonetheless
A bum like me, come to the squat, you don't know much, look away
Better not look, the heavy message of the vision is going to take it away
People stare like I should hang
And I stare like a basilisk
If you whisper, I won't hear
With one word, if I want, I'll curse you - you'll scream
Demons whisper and want to open the door
Because if I'm heading to hell, it's like a VIP
I sharpen my horns, it's time for a knockout
I'm not looking down, I don't want to watch you

**Chorus**

I'm not gentle, I throw up rainbows
Half a liter of Żubrówka, wine from Tesco
You like to trip, so drink it up
I twist the whip on you, bitches - fuck off
I'm not gentle, I throw up rainbows
When bitches approach, it's often
No shortage of girls - spin it, smoke it
If you call me an asshole, then it's true

It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true
It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true
It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true
It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true

**Verse 2**

They look at me and my sight annoys them
Nothing pleases me like those fools' faces
They stare and stare and wish they didn't see
I swear I won't get out of your sight
I'm collecting money, want to gather it better today ?
I hold fate in my hands, you hold a selfie stick
You have so many photos, it's a shame to sleep
On the way to the block, more sessions than for a master's degree
The internet made me a sock seller
And I'm happy to show where I am thanks to it
They posted me online, many people checked it out
Promotion was right and no one wanted money for it
Before the sock seller, I was a security guard, a builder
Back then you didn't know me, so you couldn't count on me
Wanting to sink me so badly, got attacked in defense
Haters didn't realize they handed me the weapon
Made a thief of me through a mixtape
You ask your idol if they weren't one at the start
And instead of being a know-it-all and having all the knowledge in the world
Put on glasses and just Google it, damn

**Chorus**

I'm not gentle, I throw up rainbows
Half a liter of Żubrówka, wine from Tesco
You like to trip, so drink it up
I twist the whip on you, bitches - fuck off
I'm not gentle, I throw up rainbows
When bitches approach, it's often
No shortage of girls - spin it, smoke it
If you call me an asshole, then it's true

It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true
It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true
It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true
It's true, it's true
If you call me an asshole, then it's true