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letra de charming - aspiring wijsdom

krukked:

what’s the meaning of life, if you don’t serve a purpose
working at my dream, cause no servant is worthless
a bunch of mean ladies, really they don’t deserve this
keep a strong flow to the beat, you couldn’t hurt this
people hating on me gonna burn at earth’s surface
while i’m flying high above the clouds like i’m surfing
sleeping every night so every day i get to working
things are based off opinion though, n0body is perfect
i shine a light to the game, real spitting
cold as f-ck i’m spitting better get your hat and mittens

sample: kicking writtens specifically for the living x2

krukked (cont.) :

they say life is a b-tch, but ain’t it a charm
giving love to this rap game, i gave it my heart
i started spitting, never painted a spark
spread flames to the movement but aiming so far
that i was going full sprint, i’m going usain now
lost my d-mn mind so i’m going insane now
putting on my heart and i’m repping the same town
gave my whole life so you can feel my pain now
i wanna leave but i can’t
everything i do it’s like i need it to stand
every time i write i feel the beat in my hand x2
d-mn x8

aspiring wijsdom:

have you ever died?
maybe inside? contemplated suicide?
now i’m not claiming that you’ve tried
but i’ve seen from experience that weariness is live
now i’ve realized fear is falling from the clear
unknown though somehow pr-ne to be expected by your ears
the seriousness of all this is a part of something feared
the fact is days byp-ss like flashes, ashes fly like lears
steer correct and take further steps from morgues
but trust me when i say that fate is still gon take it’s course
it’s hard to live a life without remorse
it’s far from living life to sight and fight remorse’s source
now i bring forth the idea that she be bored
see she be free to d-e-c-i-d-e yours
never -ssured, insured but what for
accordingly much more than we will ever learn to cure
change of decor, tried to find what i adore
i explored this charming b-tch a bit, then hit the rusty door
metaphor, i was cheated never scored
therefore recorded subordinate, euphorically absorbed
messages i’d ignored into crooked rhythms
too complex for you unless you choose to look within them

- aspiring wijsdom

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