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letra de people are talking - blessmycoldworld

[verse 1: c-belief]
step up in the cl-ss room with a bag of raps
crashed in from a dashed tomb then i got a black flash back
what did that do; it fueled me up like a v-12
oh well, i guess i gotta get back to the content
god sent, every time i hymn like a mosh pit
eyes twisted; did you miss it when i did that diss?
back then at the ending of my freshman year
i guess i finished all of the madness sent by a man b-tch
t-r-a-g-i-d-i-e-s happen
float in a casket, i guess that’s the end of a boy named casper
then that darkness spread from the harshness said
if i didn’t do that rap would be dead and the consequence will be dread in fact
make it numb my sense for i pay them back
if the words too whack, don’t understand
i can lay this strand and keep them sick
if they hate me f-ck, i’mma rap ya bish
and no reason to truly hate
if your fate stomps grapes, it’ll truly save some time for wine
take a drink in case
i’ll blast my rhymes every time i wake
so you think i’ll quit, that’s y’all mistake
i’ll thrill the rich in a monstrous way
so call your sponsors make a statement, say that you’re all better than claven
the end is coming keep on waiting

[hook: lorde]
wreck waiting to happen
one day the blood won’t flow so gladly
one day we’ll all get still, get still
but people are talking, people are talking
but people are talking, people are talking x2

[verse 2: bless]
never was i a product of my environment
my dire strength is gone
i’m still around but life is tiring
i’m thinking that now is the time for me to go find somebody inspiring
excuse me what a mistake to trust, we must not care for trying
nah, two friends is all i’m dying with
double your pain with a little bit of mine and a little bit of cyanide and…
i’m back and i’m unpacking the flack
i’m sick, half of you all don’t exist to the point y’all can insist on what’s missing
from afar, i know i may seem distant
but of all things said, i’m deemed consistent
what do you expect when ever i let off a track?
all these other clowns are in need of persistence
bleed at the entrance
when i heard someone say they were better than me, i’d diss them
but i was thirteen at the time, so instead of using bars now i’ll let the ego k!ll them
we know, willingly people talk and it’s awkward for me, because we don’t feel them
whatever they have to spit to stay relevant or to get to the level to see existence
leave no feelings to be hurt, go berserk on critics
in the midst of the flames i lurk, i’m living
no remorse for you all, i’m merciless with it
i’m cursed with a curse to be murderous; it was your worst decision
never mind your opinion, when i rhyme i remind you of who byron isn’t
i’m at a time in my life where honestly, i don’t get it
y’all aren’t driven to be rappers, it’s actually quite hilarious
as i have risen from a ton of ashes while i am spilling my heart
that’s for the backpackers, get it?
words help or hurt you, girls happen to think i’m a square
but they’re going in circles, more or less
i was reincarnated so before hatred starts up again
just know i’m a…

[hook: lorde]

[outro: bless + lorde]
every syllable spit is nothing that you believe
but leverage to the grip is tightening
severing heads, reverend bled, internally
eleven years left me for dead, earnestly
didn’t know i caught up, where were you brought up?
a martyr, no, fuel to the fire is all you are
and i’m quiet, so how do i keep on turning sons into daughters?
i’m manifesting a lesson depending on what you thought up
but what were you expecting, cause every record, i’m wrecking
especially when i’m tested by all of the people talking
so suck one, while they’re puking
i’m fixated on walking…
the people are talking, people are talking x4
let them talk

- blessmycoldworld

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