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[ใด์ค๋ฆฌ์ง๋ ์ก] ์นผ๋น๐ - My Reality2022.06.26 PM 04:13
Morning started off kinda lazy
์์นจ์ ์ข ๊ฒ์ผ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์์ํด
I hit the Jack, rolled out of bed
์ญ ๋ค๋์์ ๋นจ๊ณ , ์นจ๋์์ ๊ตด๋ฌ๋์
And stepped on a stray thumbtack(Ow)
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์์ ์ ๋ฐ์์ง (์ )
I thought, "Damn, this day is turning out like a bitch"
๋ ์๊ฐํ์ง, "์๋ฐ, ์ค๋ ๊ฐ๊ฐ๋ค"
What could make it better? Shit, I know, a fucking chicken sanwich
๋ญ๊ฐ ์ด๊ฑธ ํ์ด์ค๊น? ์๋ฐ, ๋์ค ์์, ๋น์ด๋จน์ ์นํจ sanwich
I left the house, hit my favorite joint
๋๋ ์ง์ ๋์, ๋ด๊ฐ ์ข์ํ๋ ๋ฐฅ์ง์ ๊ฐ์ง
Where the bread ain't all that soggy and the chicken on point
๋นต์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ ๋ ๋ ํ์ง ์๊ณ ์นํจ์ด ํฌ์ธํธ์ธ ๊ณณ
Through the doors I explode, like dynamite (Bang, bang, bang)
๋ฌธ์ ์ง๋๋ฉฐ ๋ ํญ๋ฐํ์ง, ๋ค์ด๋๋ง์ดํธ ์ฒ๋ผ (ํ, ํ, ํ)
The drool is flowing like my bars, and I want that bite
์นจ์ด ์ง์ง ํ๋ฅด๋ ๋ด ๊ฐ์ฌ์ฒ๋ผ, ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ ํ ์ ์ ์ํด
Walked up to the register with swagger and poise
๊ณ์ฐ๋๋ก ๊ฑธ์ด๊ฐ์ง ์ค์ฉํ๊ณ ์นจ์ฐฉํ๊ฒ
I find myself in front of some scrawny teenage boy
๋ ์์ํ 10๋ ์๋ ์ ๋ฐ๊ฒฌํ์ง
Wouldn't be surprised if the kid was one of my fans
๋ ๋๋ผ์ง ์์ ๊ทธ ๊ผฌ๋ง๊ฐ ๋ด ํฌ ์ค ํ๋๋ผ ํด๋
So I lower my glasses and stare as long as I can
๊ทธ๋์ ์๊ฒฝ์ ๋ฒ๊ณ ๋ ์ ์๋ ํ ์ค๋ ์ผ๋ ธ์ง
He says, "Uh, sir, can I take your order?"
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋งํ์ง, "์ด, ์๋, ์ฃผ๋ฌธ์ ๋ฐ์๋ ๋ ๊น์?"
I woulda called him kinda cute if he was just a bit shorter
๋ ๊ทธ๋ฅผ ๊ท์ฝ๋ค๊ณ ํ์๊บผ์ผ ๋ง์ฝ ๊ทธ๊ฐ ์กฐ๊ธ๋ง ๋ ์์๋ค๋ฉด
I rolled my eyes though because I gotta keep my cool
๋ ๋์ ๊ตด๋ ธ์ง ๋ด ์ฟจํจ์ ์ ์งํ๊ธฐ ์ํด
I say, "I'm tryna get a fucking chicken sanwich, fool"
๋ ๋งํ์ง, "๋ ๋งํ ์นํจ sanwich๋ฅผ ์ด๊บผ์ผ, ๋ฉ์ฒญ์"
He looks at me with dead eyes and now I wanna punch him out
๊ทธ๋ ์ฃฝ์ ๋์ผ๋ก ๋ ์ณ๋ค๋ณด์ง ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ ์ง๊ธ ๊ทธ๋ฅผ ๋๋ ค ๋ํ๊ณ ์ถ์ด
But I hold back my pride 'cause this still bad for my clout
ํ์ง๋ง ๋ ์์กด์ฌ์ ์ต๋๋ฅด์ง ๊ทธ๊ฑด ๋ด ์ํฅ๋ ฅ์ ์ข์ง ์๊ฑฐ๋
He says, "Do you want fries", I say, "The fuck you think?"
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋งํ์ง, "๊ฐ์ํ๊น์ ์ด๋ ์ ๊ฐ์", ๋ ๋งํ์ง "๋ญ ์ฟ๊ฐ์ ์๋ฆฌ์ผ?"
He says, "Another dollar fifty, you can choose a drink"
๊ทธ๋ ๋งํ์ง, "0.50 ๋ฌ๋ฌ๋ฅผ ์ถ๊ฐ๋ก ์ง๋ถํ์๋ฉด, ์๋ฃ์๋ฅผ ๊ณ ๋ฅผ ์ ์์ด์"
I say, "Okay, let's get a Cola", he says, "Sorry, we're out"
๋ ๋งํ์ง, "์ข์, ์ฝ๋ผ ํ์ ํ์ง", ๊ทธ๋ ๋งํ์ง, "์ฃ์กํฉ๋๋ค, ๋ค ๋๊ฐ์์"
"Well, fuck it, guess I'll get a lemonade", I started to shout
"์ข์, ์ ์ฅ, ๋ ๋ชจ๋ค์ด๋๋ ๋จน์ด์ผ๊ฒ ๊ตฐ", ๋๋ ์๋ฆฌ์ง๋ฅด๊ธฐ ์์ํ์ง
He asked me, "Do you want a small or large?", I said, "Large, man"
๊ทธ๋ ๋ด๊ฒ ๋ฌป์ง, "์์ ๊ฑฐ ํฐ ๊ฑฐ ์ด๋ค๊ฑธ๋ก ํด๋๋ฆด๊น์?", ๋ ๋งํ์ง, "ํฐ ๊ฑฐ, man"
He says, "Alright, that's gonna be another dollar then"
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋งํ์ง, "๋ค ์๊ฒ ์ต๋๋ค, ๊ทธ๋ผ 1๋ฌ๋ฌ๊ฐ ๋ ๋ค์ด๊ฐ์"
I rolled my eyes and say, "Fine, I'll get the small"
๋ ๋์ ๊ตด๋ฆฌ๋ฉฐ ๋งํ์ง, "์ข์, ์์ ๊ฑธ๋ก ํ ๊ป"
He says, "Will that complete your order?" Like he ten feet tall
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋งํ์ง, "์ฃผ๋ฌธ์ ์ด๊ฑธ๋ก ๋์ธ๊ฐ์?" ๋ง์น ํค๊ฐ 10ํผํธ๋ผ๋ ๋๋๊ฒ์ฒ๋ผ
I say, "You didn't ask me for the size of the sanwich or the fries"
๋ ๋งํ์ง, "Sanwich ๋ ๊ฐ์ํ๊น ์ฌ์ด์ฆ๋ฅผ ๋ฌป์ง ์์์์"
Cashier boy reviews the shit, says, "I apologize"
๊ณ์ฐํ๋ ์๋ ์ ๊ทธ ์๋ฐ ๊ฒ์ ๊ฒํ ํ์ง, "์ฃ์กํฉ๋๋ค"๋ผ ๋งํ๋ฉฐ
"If you want the special small combo, you get a discount"
"์คํ์ ์ค๋ชฐ ์ฝค๋ณด๋ฅผ ์ฃผ๋ฌธํ์๋ฉด, ํ ์ธ๋ฐ์ผ์ค ์ ์์ด์"
I say, "Alright, that sounds kinda nice, but what's the fry count?"
๋ ๋งํ์ง, "์ข์, ๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ๊ด์ฐฎ๊ฒ ๋ค๋ฆฌ๋๊ตฐ, ๊ทผ๋ฐ ๊ฐ์ํ๊น์ ๋ช๊ฐ์ผ?"
"Uhh, something like eight fries", "Nah, fuck that shit"
"์ด, 8๊ฐ ์ ๋์", "์, ใ ๊น๊ณ ์๋ค"
"I've had it, go ahead and get your boy a big super size"
"์ง๊ธ์ง๊ธํด, ๊ฐ์ ๋๋ค boy์๊ฒ ์ํผ ๋น ์ฌ์ด์ฆ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ์์"
"Okay, sir, would you like an apple pie or dessert with your meal?"
"์๊ฒ ์ต๋๋ค, ์๋, ์์ฌ์ ํจ๊ป ์ ํํ์ด๋ ๋์ ํธ๋ ์ด๋ ์ ๊ฐ์?"
I look the bitch in the eyes and say with nerves of steel
๋ ๊ทธ๋ ์ ๋์ ๋ณด๋ฉฐ ๊ฐ์ฒ ๊ฐ์ ์ฉ๊ธฐ๋ก ๋งํ์ง
"I'll take a soft serve ice cream"
"๋ ์ํํธ ์์ด์คํฌ๋ฆผ์ ๋จน๊ฒ ์ด"
"Cone or a cup?"
"์ฝ์ธ๊ฐ์ ์ปต์ธ๊ฐ์?"
"Give me a cone, bitch, order done, now shut the fuck up"
"์ฝ์ผ๋ก ๋ด๋, ์๋ฐ๋ , ์ฃผ๋ฌธ ๋, ์ด์ ์ ๋ฅ์ณ"
"Total seven ninety-nine, sir", hand him a ten
"์ด 7.99 ๋ฌ๋ฌ์ ๋๋ค, ์๋", ๊ทธ์๊ฒ 10๋ฌ๋ฌ๋ฅผ ๊ฑด๋ค์ง
I don't even count the change, just stare at him again ('Cause I'm rich)
์๋๋ฐ์ ์ธ์ง ์์, ๊ทธ๋ฅผ ๋ค์ ์ณ๋ค๋ณด์ง (๋ ๋ถ์๋๊น)
"Keep the mayonnaise out my fucking sanwich, boy"
"๋ด ๋งํ sanwich์ ๋ง์๋ค์ฆ๋ฅผ ๋นผ, boy"
"Or I'll tear the roof off the place and leave it destroyed" (No mayo)
"์๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ฉด ์ง๋ถ์ ๋ฏ์ด๋ด๊ณ ๋ถ์ด๋ฒ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๊ฐ์ฃผ์ง" (๋ ธ ๋ง์)
He says, "I just put the order in, we gotta redo it" (What?)
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋งํ์ง, "์ ๊ฐ ์ฃผ๋ฌธ์ ์ด๋ฏธ ๋ฃ์ด์, ์ฃผ๋ฌธ์ ๋ค์ ํ์ ์ผํด์" (๋ญ?)
I say, "No way in hell", he says, "I'll tell the cook", "Bitch, I knew it"
๋ ๋งํ์ง, "์๋ฐ ์ ๋ ์๋ผ", ๊ทธ๋ ๋งํ์ง, "์กฐ๋ฆฌ์ฌ์๊ฒ ๋งํด๋๊ป์", "์๋ฐ๋ , ๊ทธ๋ด ์ค ์์์ด"
Lazy ass little kid got me looking like the bad guy
์กด๋ ๊ฒ์ผ๋ฅธ ์ ใ ใฒ๊ฐ ๋ ๋์๋์ผ๋ก ๋ณด์ด๊ฒ ํด
Take my seat and wait for my chicken and fries and
๋ด ์๋ฆฌ์ ์์์ ๋ด ์นํจ๊ณผ ๊ฐ์ํ๊น์ ๊ธฐ๋ค๋ ค ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ
Fuck, shit, in my anger I forgot my drink
์๋ฐ, ์ฟ๊ฐ๋ค, ํง๊น์ ์๋ฃ์๋ฅผ ๊น๋จน์์ด
The empty cup is waiting on the counter right by the sink
๋น ์ปต์ด ๊ธฐ๋ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์์ง ์ฑํฌ๋ ์ ์นด์ดํฐ์์
I grab the motherfucker 'fore I hit the ice machine
๋ ๊ทธ ๋งํ ๊ฒ์ ์ก์ ์ผ์ ๋จธ์ ์ ์น๊ธฐ ์ ์
Slam it hard against the button, what comes out? Nothing
๋ฒํผ์ ์ธ๊ฒ ์ณค์ง, ๋ญ๊ฐ ๋์จ์ง ์์? ์๋ฌด๊ฒ๋ ์ ๋์
I say, "Y'all out of ice", Another worker comes out
๋ ๋งํ์ง, "๋๋ค ์ผ์ ๋จ์ด์ก์ด", ๋ค๋ฅธ ์ง์์ด ๋์ค์ง
He says, "My man, I get the message but you don't gotta shout"
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋งํ์ง, "My man, ๋ฌด์จ ๋ง์ธ์ง๋ ์๊ฒ ๋๋ฐ ์๋ฆฌ ์ง๋ฅผ ํ์๋ ์์์์"
He brings out a bucket of ice, I stay there tapping my foot
๊ทธ๋ ์ผ์ ํํต์ ๊ฐ์ ธ์ค์ง, ๋๋ ๋ฐ์ ๊ตฌ๋ฅด๋ฉฐ ๊ธฐ๋ค๋ฆฌ์ง
He pauses for a minute saying, "I forgot where it's put"
๊ทธ๋ ํ๋์ ๋ฉ์ถฐ์๋ค ๋งํ์ง, "์ด๊ฑฐ ์ด๋ ๋ฃ๋์ง ๊น๋จน์๋ค"
I grab a handful of ice and shove it into my cup
๋ ์ผ์ ํ ์ํผ์ฅ๊ณ ๋ด ์ปต์ ์ค์ ๋ฃ์ง
He looks at me like I'm a basket case, like I give a fuck
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋ด๊ฐ ๋จธ์ ๋ฆฌ์ธ๊ฒ์ฒ๋ผ ์ณ๋ค๋ดใ ฃ, ๋ด๊ฐ ์กด๋ ์ ๊ฒฝ์ฐ์ด๋๊ฒ์ฒ๋ผ
I smash the lemonade button, thank God this shit ain't broken
๋ ๋ ๋ชฌ์์ด๋ ๋ฒํผ์ ๊ฐํํด, ์ ์กด๋ ๋คํ์ด๋ค ์ด ๊ฐ๊ฐ์๊ฒ ๋ถ์์ง์ง ์์์
Grab a lid and a straw, hit the table, then start smoking
๋๊ป๊ณผ ๋นจ๋๋ฅผ ์ก์, ํ ์ด๋ธ๋ก ๊ฐ์ง, ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ด๋ฐฐ๋ฅผ ํผ์ ์ง
Little ice boy looks at me and says, "You can't smoke here"
์กฐ๋งจํ ์ผ์ ๊ผฌ๋ง๊ฐ ๋ ๋ณด๊ณ ๋งํ์ง, "๋ด๋ฐฐ ํผ์๋ฉด ์๋ผ์"
I stand up again and tower over him to invoke fear (What's up bitch?)
๋ ๋ค์ ์ผ์ด๋์ ๊ทธ ์์ ์ฐ๋์ฐ์ง ๊ณตํฌ๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ฌ์ผ์ผํค๊ธฐ ์ํด (๋ฌด์จ ์ผ์ด์ผ ๊ฐ๋ ์?)
Except the ice dude is just about my height
๊ทผ๋ฐ ๊ทธ ์ผ์ ๋์ ํค๊ฐ ๋๋งํ์ด
I rolled my eyes, flicked the cig, and say, "I get it, alright?"
๋ ๋์ ๊ตด๋ ธ์ง, ๋ด๋ฐฐ๋ฅผ ํธ์์ด, ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋งํ์ง, "์์์ด, ๋์ง?"
Sit back down, where the fucking chicken sanwich at?
๋ค์ ์์, ๋ด ๋น์ด๋จน์ ์นํจ sanwich๋ ์ด๋์ผ?
And start regretting my decision, I don't wanna get fat
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ด ๊ฒฐ์ ์ ํํํ๊ธฐ ์์ํ์ง, ๋ ์ด์ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์ง ์์
Another ten minutes pass, I see my joint on the counter
10๋ถ์ด ์ง๋๊ณ , ๋ ์นด์ดํฐ ์ ๋ด ์์์ ๋ดค์ด
Shit, I forgot that they don't bring it to you, fuck all the cowards
์๋ฐ, ๋ํํ ์๋น ์ํ๋๊ฑฐ ๊น๋จน์ด, ๊ฒ์์ด๋ค ๋ค ใ ๊น
Now the soft serve is melted and the chicken is cold
์ด์ ์ํํธ ์์ด์คํฌ๋ฆผ์ ๋ น์๊ณ ์นํจ์ ์์์ด
Looking desperately at all this bullshit I was sold
๋ด๊ฐ ์์ ์ด ํ์๋ฆฌ๊ฐ์๊ฑธ ํ์ฌ์ ์ผ๋ก ์ณ๋ค๋ดค์ง
But fuck it, grab my meal, make my way to the table
๊ทผ๋ฐ ์ฟ๋จน์ด, ๋ด ๋ฐฅ์ ์ฑ๊ฒจ, ํ ์ด๋ธ๋ก ๊ฐ์ ธ๊ฐ์ง
At least I got my fucking food so now I'm feeling stable
์ ์ด๋ ๋ ๋น์ด๋จน์ ์์์ ์ป์์ด ์ง๊ธ ๋ ์์ ๊ฐ์ ๋๊ปด
Little grin on my face 'cause the shit still looked good
์๊ฒ ๋ฏธ์์ง์ง ์ด ์๋ฐ๊ฒ๋ค์ ์ฌ์ ํ ์ข์ ๋ณด์ด๊ฑฐ๋
Make myself a little napkin bib as any thug should
์์ ๋ ํจ ํฑ๋ฐ์ด๋ฅผ ๋ง๋ค์ด ๋ค๋ฅธ ๊นกํจ๋ค๋ ๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ๊ฒ์ฒ๋ผ
First I go in for a bite in this chicken delight
๋จผ์ ์ด ์นํจ์ ๊ธฐ์จ์ ํ ์ ๋ฒ ์ด๋ฌผ์ด
The first thing I taste is mayonnaise, I'm ready to fight
๋ด๊ฐ ์ฒ์ ๋ง๋ณด๋๊ฑด ๋ง์๋ค์ฆ, ๋ ์ธ์ธ ์ค๋น๊ฐ ๋์ด
I shout, "The fuck did I say about no mayo on my order!?"
๋ ์๋ฆฌ์ง๋ฅด์ง, "์๋ฐ ๋ด๊ฐ ๋ง์๋ค์ฆ ๋นผ๋ผํ์ง!?"
Cashier kid shouts, "I forgot to say the change costs a quarter"
๊ณ์ฐ์ ๊ผฌ๋ง๊ฐ ์ธ์ณค์ด, "์ฃผ๋ฌธ ๋ณ๊ฒฝ์๋ 25์ผํธ๊ฐ ๋ ๋ค๊ณ ๋ง์๋๋ฆฌ๋๊ฑธ ์์์ด์"
"Y'all are charging me for taking something off the food!?"
"๋๋ค์ ์์์์ ๋ญ๊ฐ๋ฅผ ๋นผ๋๋ฐ ๋์๊ฒ ๋์ ์ฒญ๊ตฌํ๋ค๊ณ !?"
And now the manager comes out and says, "Sir, you been rude"
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์ด์ ๋งค๋์ ๊ฐ ๋์์ ๋งํ์ง, "์๋, ๋ฌด๋กํ์ญ๋๋ค."
"And now you gotta go", "What? But it's not my mistake"
"๋๊ฐ์ฃผ์ธ์", "๋ญ? ์ด๊ฑด ๋ด ์๋ชป์ด ์๋์ผ"
He's got a scowl and a mustache, and hair that looks fake
๊ทธ๋ ๋์์ ์ฐํธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ , ์ฝง์์ผ์ ํ๊ณ , ๊ฐ์ง์ฒ๋ผ ๋ณด์ด๋ ๋จธ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ํ๊ณ ์์ง
I call him out and say, "My man, I got bills to pay"
๋๋ ๊ทธ๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ฌ์ ๋งํ์ง, "My man, ๋๋ ๊ณ์ฐํ์ด"
"I got a life to live, and all you got is a toupรฉe"
๋ ๋ด ํ๋๋ฟ์ธ ์ธ์์ด ์์ด, ๋๊ฐ ๊ฐ์ง ๋ชจ๋ ๊ฑด ๊ฐ๋ฐ ๋ฟ์ด์ง"
He threw me out after that, did not go down with no fight
๊ทธ๋ฌ์ ๊ทธ๋ ๋๋ฅผ ๋ฐ์ณค์ง, ๊ทธ๋ ์ธ์ฐ์ง๋ ๋์ด์ง์ง๋ ์์์ด
I left the bitch with a scratch, he left my arm with a bite
๋ ๊ทธ๋ ์๊ฒ ์ฐฐ๊ณผ์์ ์ ํ์ด, ๊ทธ๋ ๋ด ํ์ ๋ฌผ์์ง
They shut the door in my face, the sanwich still in the place
๊ทธ๋ค์ ๋ด ๋ฉด์ ์์ ๋ฌธ์ ๋ซ์์ง, ๊ทธ sanwich๋ ์ฌ์ ํ ๊ทธ ์๋ฆฌ์ ์์ด
I headed to the city ward so I can make my case
๋ ์ ๊ตฌ์ฒญ์ผ๋ก ๊ฐ๊ณ ์์ด ๊ทธ๋๋ค์ ์ ๊ณ ํ ๊บผ์ผ
At least I'm going there now because recording is finished
์ต์ํ ๋ น์์ด ๋๋์ ์ง๊ธ ๊ฐ๋๊ฑฐ์ผ
And my hunger is real, and my drive is diminished
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ด ํ๊ธฐ๋ ํ์ค์ด์ง, ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ด ์์์ด ๊ฐ์ํ๊ณ ์์ด
The moral of the story is, kids don't order food
์ด ์ด์ผ๊ธฐ์ ๊ตํ์, ๊ผฌ๋งน์ด๋ค์ ์์์ ์ฃผ๋ฌธํ์ง ๋ง
Because the shit will leave you salty and in worse of a mood
์๋ํ๋ฉด ๊ทธ ์๋ฐ๊ฒ์ ๋ ใ ๊ฐ์ด ํ๊ณ ๊ธฐ๋ถ์ ๋ง์น๊ฒ ํ ๊บผ์ผ
Shoutout to Tako Eats
Tako Eats์ ๊ฐ์ฌ๋ฅผ
I'm out this bitch
์ด ๊ฐ๊ฐ์๊ฑธ ๋๋ด์ง
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