Перевод песни Buck 65 – Can of Worms

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You ain't feeling me, until you feel what I feel
I ride by myself, on one wheel
But I deal with the fact that you take
What you get and ignore
The shit and the piss
That goes with the territory
Compare the story stuck to the fridge
To that of the hermit living under the bridge
One counts his blessings and asks what are my debts?
The other collects cash and butterfly nets
Talk about stuck, you can't even begin to know
Pants around my ankles and I'm waiting for the wind to blow
Waiting for the sun to shine — questionmark — underline
I'm looking for the perfect break
It seems as though there're none to find
The highest heel couldn't make me feel inferior
'cause you can't ever really camouflage your interior
So even though sometimes I hide in the undergrowth
I say my graces as if I were under oath
By the skin of my teeth and by the hair on my chin
Guess but you'll never know, where I have been
Around the block twice, across hell's half acre
I gave my girl a kiss and the devil a backbreaker
When it's not classified you can't expect to rank it All I need is my pen and my electric blanket
Take that away and I'll have nothing left
Unless you include my love
In which case death is not an option
And neither is brainwashing
So when you enter my temple
Maintain caution — don't speak
You can't speak intelligently
Forget your dynamite and skeleton key
When the mob comes running with pitchforks and torches I'll be safe and
surrounded by sound
Inside my fortress walls
The waters at the moat are alligator infested
Every situation has later been tested
After the initial hypothesis posed
The machine is outta order and the office is closed
The boss called in sick
And the crew's at lunch
Tweer wearing two different shoes at once
It's all water under the bridge, it'll make sense one day when the sun sets
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