So real, I can seem to smell the garbage in the air, the smell of marijuana and the stench of sweat. Because of his origin, he is always inferior, constantly despising himself, joking about life, full of hostility, and has never stopped his desire to escape from the status quo and escape from his hometown. When the lyrics rolled out like bullets with breath and saliva, the body could not help but move with the rhythm. If the film of the people at the bottom is real enough and grounded enough, it can always resonate with the masses. When the perspective is switched to the camera of the bus, only dilapidated buildings and torn graffiti can be seen through the cloudy glass. The same messy and sloppy passengers in the car, you just want to squeeze a word from the gap between your lips for all this: shit
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