In the morning I got hassels In the evening I got hassels I'm in the sun as my cigarette burns Always there's a hassel Nothing, nothing but hassels Wasting
shit Talks like shit It must be shit If it feels like shit Tastes like shit It must be shit If it looks like shit Sounds like shit It must be shit
me As I considered the circumstances of my death I wanted to find a balance between joy and dignity On my way out Above all, I didn't want to take any more shit
Translation: Pop, Iggy. No Shit.
Translation: Pop, Iggy. It's All Shit.
to me As I considered the circumstances of my death I wanted to find a balance between joy and dignity On my way out Above all, I didn't want to take any more shit