MATA – Patointeligencja (English lyrics)

[First verse]
My homie got stoned on his first day of high school
to fool his teacher into thinking that it’s natural that his eyes are bloodshot like that.
He kept telling her it’s because of an allergy until he graduated.
My homie had a flat bottle (of alcohol) which he kept refilling.
He had a thermos filled with vodka. He would lie to his teachers that it’s tea.
He would travel to school by taxi or Uber.
My two homies would play poker
for their parents’ money during school skiing trips.
My homie won some, my homie lost some.
My two homies smoked hydro during recess
at the back of a school building.
At winter time they would hide in bathrooms.
My homie had Supreme and Bape garms.
My homie got a Merc for his birthday.
Some Ukrainians used to clean his penthouse.
My homie wanted to spend his father’s whole salary on drugs
but his old man was making too much.
He would kick the bucket trying.
My homie hung himself on New Year’s Eve.
I still remember how we would steal alcohol from Carrefour
and down them (bottles) in one go.
We were shitfaced during breaks all the time.
We were shitfaced during breaks all the time.
And in class too. We’re the demoralized intellectuals.

[Chorus]x7
We’re the demoralized intellectuals!

[Second verse]
My homie would shoot heron while listenin’ to Kazik.
Railway station, dossers, parents and hospital.
His father was a broker and mother was a lawyer.
They had fat wallets which would get thinner and thinner.
As would their son after all them rehabs.
My homie would get his dick sucked by a female friend
in the disabled toilet in Golden Terraces.
My homie who was studying in a private junior high school
got one of his classmates knocked up.
A year before that whole class would laugh about muff, fallopian tubes,
sperms, vagina or willy during biology classes (ha ha).
My homie was taking designer drugs, my homie couldn’t study without coke.
I won’t tell you what happened to him.
My homie would steal Xannies from his mother’s drug cabinet.
He didn’t get a scholarship because he was caught high
after one of them OFF festivals.
Each year my homie would receive Principal’s Honor Roll
even though he was rollin’ blunts all the time [play on words]
My two homies and their classmate had a threesome during a school trip.
My homie drank three beers in a pub to pluck up his courage
before an interview in King’s College.
My homie was accepted to Oxford university
even though he was drinking vodka all through high school.
My homie was carrying few baseball bats and some mephedrone in his Toyota Corolla.
He told me to change the car brand in the lyrics so that his folks won’t find out.
My homie is a thug, my homie is a zoophile, my homie is an artist.
My homie is a pedophile, my homie is a necrophile, my homie is a highbrow.
We’re the demoralized intellectuals.

[Chorus]

[Third verse]
We’re the demoralized intellectuals, catholic kindergartens and gated communities.
English and geography contests, probation officer, slinging for fun,
not because we’re strugglin’.
Schools, tennis courts, extra-curricular activities, private lessons,
bottles and L’s in the pictures.
We’re drinking beers in the open air and throwing F-bombs.
We’re well-mannered, snorting lines dressed in cotton sweaters.
We’re the demoralized intellectuals. We’re the demoralized intellectuals.
We’re spending holidays under palm trees or at the language camps.
Open’er Festival in Sopot or MDMA during Christmas.
Salmon, jazz carols, silver Christmas tree, floor filled with presents.
I’ve started doin’ rap because I was fuckin’ fed up with this warmth and beauty.
I’ve started doin’ rap because I was fed up with this beauty and warmth.
I never wanted to be white and I wanted to be gangsta.
I wanted to be from the block, from the ghetto.
Fuck my mom and dad for the rhododendrons, jacuzzi and three floors.
I’ve started doin’ rap because I was fed up with this beauty and warmth.
I never wanted to be white and I wanted to be gangsta.
I wanted to be from the block, from the ghetto.
Fuck my mom and dad, they would give me their organs if they had to.

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