Antithesis - Identification I woke up in the mornin' to the tones of Purple Haze ...and I felt like I was in Nirvana like Kurt Cobain When I sat down at my dinnertable to read the newspaper I started thinkin' "who am I?" Stupido or truthsayer? A bluesplayer and antagonist towards these bloodsuckers Calls us cockroaches n' motherfuckin' raggamuffins My mother was a believer, my father was an Easy Rider ...I grew up to become a freedom fighter. Keepin it real? Whatever, chillin' with my bag-o-weed I'm no rich pimp, ain't livin' in no candydream Trashy baggyjeans, kofia, ain't wearin' no platinum chain I'm just a white, swedish avarage male You can see me with a mountainbike on the countryside With some friends of mine, splittin' a packet of Lucky Strike If not, we're in the city, reclaimin' the park Smokin' shisha 'til the dark falls, n' then creatin' spraycan arts Or just in the sofa watchin' duckytales At certain occasions wearin' balaclava servin' molotov cocktails ... Ja, gott folk. Lite kritik? (Om den nu är värd det :P)