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letra de when you're not sleeping, keep yourself from dreaming - ayre

(verse) i’m tired of these fake -ss rappers claiming they’ve had it hard
have you ever been so scared you felt like you had a frozen heart
did you get three felonies when high school was at a start
have you been so outnumbered that you had to use your smarts
i rap to give people with struggles something to vibe too
and even if sh-t gets bad we’ll have a motto to die too
you want a chip of my shoulder; here’s the whole thing
this is gonna be my life, it’s not a f-cking dream
i don’t need anybody’s help to get me where i want
i’ll do this sh-t on my own if no one wants to be smart
a record label doesn’t know how to look for sh-t like heart
they can’t look outside the box, stuck on their f-cking charts
i’m prepared to build my life from the ground up
i wasn’t born into money so tough luck, but i’m not stuck
b-tch, i just keep moving, i’m blooming, take the view in
a greek god, i just walk around in the form of a human

(verse) i’m conscious of the options that i have to conquer
approach with caution cause i’ll slaughter what you’ve got up on your roster
my rhymes are getting hotter, i feel stronger, watch me crash a concert
i go full throttle, never topple, that’s my motto
my goal is to be favorable to what’s on the radio
that sh-t takes no talent and that’s not even debatable
our generation is stuck on something to be inspirational
because they’re too lazy to try, even though they’re capable
the greatest were born through patience, and not getting complacent
history is the pavement; you have to follow the arrangement
make your own statements, people will follow with amazement
and if your only goal is to get payment, then you’re set to get nathan
you gotta have the confidence to make your art prominent
and you don’t need acknowledgement to feel like you’re accomplished

(verse) soon i’ll be stuck in a place with only a thousand views
i hate to be real about it but that’s the brutal truth
these hours turn to days, i’ve never even seen a booth
gotta be persistent, you’ll never hear me singing the blues
with each line you hear, know that i’ve written a hundred more
thousands of pages of trash with this hidden at the core
everything i’ve recorded is the surface of what i’ve explored
of my emotions, i dig so deep until my brain is torn
each song i write has to have a deeper meaning
most rappers get away with two thirds of their raps repeating
i give each song a chance to be the one that’s gleaming
your least favorite could be the one the next guy is feeling
so don’t sleep on me, i’ve got a thousand ways to attack the mic
i don’t hit the ground running cause i’m already in flight
throw me back the love if you feel i’m right
i’ll be the next big thing, you just might have to give it a night

- ayre

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