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Dear masters sitting here drinking
writing a little letter because I want to know what you think
did you do a good job when you gave those grades
IG IG I know what it means
unemployed damn my arm is bitten off
when I trip over someone I damn near dead
whop whop shit the fuck comes
treat me almost like I dropped bombs
got two years in the house looking for a
menial job, of course you pack, hang laundry
thank you, thank you, of course you are attractive
who wants a squatter with a fucked-up life
do you remember Bashkim, you know my other half
he says you sleep alone with the light off
watching tv at 10 is it good with wine
it was me who saw the fence tow your car away
the man you give and you take
ig to students costs a little more today
kind of like your private life, fat today?
wait until I fire you takes your marriage
burns down the house drains the bank account
branding you as a pedophile the man just came then
must put a full stop, tadaa, that kind of shit
sleep sweet lock the door'n mvh frondish
Grades 1 to 6 come on whut
Grade 7 to 9 come on whut
Years 1 to 3 come on whut
storm your master just bomb the whole syllabus
Years 1 to 6 come on whut
Years 7 to 9 come on whut
Grades 1 to 3 come on whut
push the toilet and kick down the cupboards
Dear Master here is my letter
read it first and tell me if I am crooked
have been on the wrong track
got fired by the principal for a small fight
so now I'm sitting here completely broke with no money
life is a joke I should settle down
everyone complains while we complain
they fight and they discipline break a lot of laws
crap in that focus on the letter
oh bre already fucked the system
convicted prematurely man i am convicted for life
school time was not the best in my life
tried to fix it with them never worked out
how come you call me Yugoslavian
i am kosovo albanian looking for the master
who fucked my day i'm going to burn him on the stove
where the hell is miss she's going to the meeting too
bring her here because we never break promises
lock up her stuck behind closed doors
now we're going to make life a mess
Years 1 to 6 come on whut
Years 7 to 9 come on whut
Years 1 to 3 come on whut
storm your master just bomb the whole study
Years 1 to 6 come on whut
Years 7 to 9 come on whut
Years 1 to 3 come on whut
paja the toilet and kick down the cupboards