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letra de versus - 47negus

[verse 1]
okay, i gave me no challenge
still sippin on chalice
of extent of my talent
greater than young me imagined (oh-oh, oh)
raised on madness
“zip it ‘fore we smoke ya’ pack like it’s f-nny” (ooh ooh)
bent warm plastic
bad mold, all i ever was, god d-mn it, yeah
the crew of my crude imagination got me unaware
got me simply scared of my future and what it brought
on another hand could say i was content, talking to tinker bell
speaking to peter pan ’bout my life lived with fraught
how should a child grow? guess i’ll never know
it don’t ring no bells when a n-gga tells me, “you was ‘posed to live it loud”
among the many cells that made me who i am
had me clutching for a way out, out of this h-ll

[chorus]
oh-oh, oh
all the cannonb-lls y’all cut me off from
oh-oh, oh
recess, sitting still, tears drying out
like, oh-oh, watching from a distance
oh-oh, i don’t wanna be me no more
how can i be more like you?
how can i be more like-
[verse 2]
i need some closure to my life
i want some lead and some powder inside cortex, that’s the motto
all that i got at the moment amounts and equals to nada
i need a good role model that i can confide on
oh-oh, oh
you put me down (oh, oh)
i’m on the ground (oh, oh)
you took my crown (oh, oh)

[verse 3]
goin’ through withdrawals, so i went and queued deposits
of faith towards everyone that wronged me with few options
saw so far ahead of my future, ain’t need new optics
called myself my name, yearning for a way to feel sovereign
my essence meant blah, blah, blah, to them, so i let it burn
seas of ceasing to exist washed over me, i learned
to not give a single sh-t about nun’, nun’, nun’, nun’, nun’
kwanza said it, if kwanza said it then its earned (earned, earned)

[chorus]
oh-oh, oh
all the cannonb-lls y’all cut me off from
oh-oh, oh
recess, sitting still, tears drying out
like, oh-oh, watching from a distance
oh-oh, i don’t wanna be me no more
how can i be more like you?
how can i be more like
oh-oh, oh
all the cannonb-lls y’all cut me off from
oh-oh, oh
recess, sitting still, tears drying out
like, oh-oh, watching from a distance
oh-oh, i don’t wanna be me no more
how can i be more like you?
how can i be more like
[outro]
inched closer and said something dumb like, “what y’all talking ’bout?”
question fell on deaf ears, first time that i felt devout
to body art with sharp shears, pain inscribed below my palms
touch my wrists its braille for: “a friend is all i ever want”

- 47negus

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