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letra de wish list - bart-b

verse 1
god gave me a gift when i was born
i’ll say thanks face to face when my gift and i adjourn
but sometimes i look at the gift wrap and wonder if i can give the gift back
an envious sibling at christmas why couldn’t i get there gift
makes me mad towards my parent i’m tryna
work on my father son relationship but i just can’t appreciate the gifts
and the blessings got sherlock disguises followin’ me everywhere there always hidin’
like subliminals you can find em’ you just have to use your vision and listen close
he gave me a gift that wouldn’t break my faith was like
protective plastic bubbles but the gift was wrapped in struggles
i tore through it life lessons were found from
each layer so i kept what i would need later
i got through the struggles opened up the box and found life

chorous
lifes a gift but when i asked for a kiss she gave me lip
when i asked for a treat i got tricked
when i needed a hug i got kicked but those are all
just the gifts those are all just the gifts

verse 2

now they say the smallest gifts are always the best
no wonder why i hate the gift of stress
really wish i could live with less now with these
boulders on my shoulders i’m never to weak in fact since
it hasn’t k!lled me i have a better physique
like the things i don’t enjoy are roids to many
of my presents are imperfections inlaws and co-workers
make better selections but changing them
would be senseless i got enough gifts to put saint nick
out of buisness happiness was in a box
wrapped with self discovery then it was put
in front of me
slowly i started uncovering what was in the box
i’d been waiting years tasting tears when i finally
opened it all i found was a mirror that said society
when i looked at it i saw a trapped man riddle me that one
batman

chorous
lifes a gift but when i asked for a kiss she gave me lip
when i asked for a treat i got tricked
when i needed a hug i got kicked but those are all
just the gifts those are all just the gifts

verse3

my past is a present buy i’m not presently
in the past i’m past it like icp’s emblem when
he p-sses i buried the hatchet man i’m surprised i’m not
there with him surprised i made it this far kids at
school always said i wouldn’t live long
so i wrote this song to show all the gifts i’ve
recieved it’s like every night is christmas eve
cuz i’m thinkin’ about the gifts so much i never sleep
now i look at the stress and pain with grat-tude when
before i would clash with you but i learned from my mistakes so
god i can never be mad at you for the gift of addiction
and yeah it’s sad but it’s true put your hand up if the same
things happened to you high in the sky if
you’re an addict to but it’s all just a big gift
that i would’ve never added to my wish list

- bart b

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