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letra de the balance - connor brown

[verse 1]
despite all the circ-mstances i’m under, i’m shining like reflections in the summer
steal my thunder and i’ll hit you with the stunner, put you into slumber
feel my hunger as i’m gunnin’ for the number one spot
see, the younger ones pop. i”m runnin’ through blocks
making wonders, while you plunder from my #1 drops
undercover like cops, they live behind rocks
a misunderstood artist with some overhead thoughts, but
i’m tryna’ channel em’, high demand for lyrical flows
bet i can handle em’, i feed off of the sample
get dismantled when they p-ss me the mic
say they bout the action like actors, but don’t even react when i strike?
but it’s ight, because i’m not one to fight, unless you’re talking bars
i spit sweet sixteens, but i ain’t giving cars out like all the rich kid’s parents did
some barely get a wish but i can bet that they cherish it
be aware that when you spoil your kids, you decrease the oil that they have for fuel in order to live
so they ain’t loyal and sh-t. i’m on a voyage go get your lawyer
cuz court is in order, the camcorder be recording the manslaughter i bring
if your daughter can sing, tell her “hop up on the chorus”
i’mma worship her abilities like horus the king
hieroglyphs in my dimension got me living in suspection
spittin’ so infectious, i’m higher than suspensions

[verse 2]
and i’m next to be elected, on some prez sh-t
you can go check the guest list, and bet this
cuz you know that i’m there
when i drop a song i hope some people like it and share
don’t try and come near, cuz the smoke screens following my every move
it’s like the force is with me, i swear
don’t compare me to rappers, i’m off the map with no traction
sittin’ in cl-ss attacking stanzas, putting verbs in your ear
uhh, and that ain’t no diss
we crafting cl-ssic sh-t, they get soaked when connor spits
i’m the catalyst, y’all average
writing rhymes for lavish sh-t? ain’t happening
i’m challenging your captain to a battle in the dragon’s den
and chances is, your captain will be absent when the track begins…
super slacking, and you softer than some satin sh-t
smoking on some cabbages, hoping i can find some acts that won’t blacken my soul
or put me in caskets, and balance it

- connor brown

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