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letra de nothing - bayley

[verse 1]
no more paperwalls cause i’m hardened up
i don’t break or fall cause my guard is up
i feel great and all but i’m jaded now
broke the crystal ball just to face the sound
daily racing thoughts adjacent to the paper craving that i catch up quick
laying statements over placements for the sake hoping the match ups pick
me myself and i can’t hold a quote to cry or hold a note till i can stack a l!ck
one rap to spit
fore i see the world
i don’t need a tip when i’m the seeing the pearls
i’m the mixing elixir for sh-t that can fix the cracks in my wall
the stature is tall now it’s like the pastor had called
an actor to fall or an act to a fault
emotions be acrobats they flip and they vault
a gym rat turned gymnast i rise then i halt
to show you i could now i’m passing the ball
i’m after the halls
till then i’ll never be cool, yeah
and i wished that this cl!cked
metronome ticked now it’s me that gets picked
seen the void and back it’s bout time that i rift
nothing was the same in the clouds now i drift
and i been heading it all
i’ll turn to breathe from a crawl
i don’t mind speaking at all
tweaking till fall
i’ll make you weak with a call
i’ll make your week with a call
won’t hear a creak in my hall
everything’s bleak till i rule
there won’t be a leak in my wall
f-cking up the niche when i ball
[chorus]
said i’m feeling blessed now
now i got my strength out
since i got my stress out
started counting cheques now
the balance is correct wow
i don’t gotta check out
cologne around the neck how
aromas getting kept now
i don’t need nothing else
i don’t need nothing else, yeah yeah
i don’t heal nothing felt
i don’t seal nothing spelt

[verse 2]
everyone’s gotta turning point
i’m just waiting for my ross, yeah, i’m waiting for the pivot
turn my point across, yeah, something like a wizard
levitate to be a boss and make myself a blizzard
give a f-ck about a cost just as long as it’s delivered
like a package in the mail
like a package in the post
rapping been so stale
so i’m tryna do the most, yeah
i’m tryna win some boasts, yeah
i’m tryna hit the coast
on my way to overseas
build myself a brand for my friends to oversee
climb out the depths nothing hovers over me
seeking out the finish way more than hopefully
and hopefully
quotes will be
notably
floating free
potently
plat and gold will be coating me
no more woefully
moping zs
totally
openly
devoted in the pen
infinitely rhyming till i die off again
and then i rework rebirth
more getting done than a t-shirt
bezerk
no free hurt, free fur
just a man on a missions kicking it like fifa, fifa
there’s nothing to rinse
the dishes is done from when my plate weighed a tonne
stuck in the dust like i’m copying thumbs
printed it up alerted them all
history’s written i’ll call till i fall
the futures not present my mind seems to stall
handbrake up like my back with the wall
tired of smoke when i’m breathing it all
i’m choking again when the clutch starts to crawl
how can you feel my energy when you ain’t see the best of me
you can’t find the remedy
when peace ain’t in the recipe
writing songs like lists of ingredients
train my reflection a bit of obedience
[chorus]
said i’m feeling blessed now
now i got my strength out
since i got my stress out
started counting cheques now
the balance is correct wow
i don’t gotta check out
cologne around the neck how
aromas getting kept now
i don’t need nothing else
i don’t need nothing else, yeah yeah
i don’t heal nothing felt
i don’t seal nothing spelt

- bayley

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