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letra de quality control - eskafell

[chorus]
wheels within wheels, the windmills of my mind
fields pass by my eyes as i hear time fly
mountains in the distance remain uncivilised
tempt my mind as i lean back, reclined

[verse 1]
picture the pristine streams
scaring myself in my dreams
and i’ve only dipped my toe in, i’m flowing
i’m going where my mind reaches and takes me
infinity embrace me, don’t stop when my mind’s racing
censorship has no place in this vocation
so when i dictate it’s no police state
the lyrical anarchist from the people’s republic
i’m done with the music machine
everyday see cogs within cogs clog up
my timeline with conveyor-belt products
claiming to be unique with the same flow, content and beats
money, drugs, guns and girls
wet dreams of cidade de deus
too many actors play rappers they typecast as trappers
it’s hard not to laugh at how much it’s been knackered
imagination’s unbounded, tap into that fountain
and push the scene, don’t just feed the beast
and be the stereotypes they want to see you be

[verse 2]
back and i’m rapping again
heard ’em talk about clapping and strapping again
sounds like someone’s been chatting again
too much bravado and acting all hard’s been
run into the f-cking ground
me i have fun and i play with the sound
when i jam with a midi and pen
no imperial dreams of a million skengs
sheep in wolves’ clothing get sniffed out the pack
no need to lie, i wear my wool with pride
don’t mistake me for weak
i keep the t–th needing a sheath
but smiling’s the best way to show ’em off
i got lines round my eyes from grinning too wide
and no plans to stop
i’m swift like jonathan, satiric
i push cynic limits
a critic for the gimmick clinics
their all image like heiroglyphics
i write lyrics that are hard to deep like metaphysics
and when i’m spewing i’m smooth with it
there’s no friction to listen to the rhythm
of the acrobatic tongue tip and lip tricks
i flip with the precision of a surgeon’s incision
used to sit stiff now i drift like dorikin
flip h0m-nyms when i spit bars
when i ride bike i’m quick to miss cars
pick to grip bars, fingertips or palm
and i grip hard so no chalk to lift bars
but i still dip on a six in the matrix
so i don’t slip when i’m sl!ck
i just send sick
you can sense it from the way i sit
so relaxed like you should pen the zs in
yeah i stay calm but i don’t split bars
had a xan one time, now that sh-t’s off the cards

[bridge 1]
can i just- can i just say one thing?
you wanna take me for a knave
(what do you take me for?)
but no honey i’m a king so kiss the ring
chirping in i hear the mockingbirds sing
to overthrow the throne how far will you go?
to slow my rolling stone
it’s time i switch up the flow

[verse 3]
ooo j’suis pas d’la rue mais quand j’dit “bouge”
tout deviant fou sans aucun doute
dans le game tout est faux
derrière le flow y’a quelque choses, oui
mais les paroles ne sont pas une biographie
tout ces rappeurs me-font rire
l’idée est comique comme “la police” sans “nique”
comme la vie sans tristesse
dans mon esprit c’est la finesse
ma langue danse avec jeunesse
mais y’a d’la sagesse dans ma tête
wooo

[bridge 2]
i stay hungry like a magyar
tryna write cryptic lines like nazca
i’m not an actor but if i was i’d be after a bafta
i’m a perfect-my-crafter
started out with laughter, now i raise the rafters
gotta keep it basic, gotta keep on pushing
gotta keep on taking it back to

[chorus]
wheels within wheels, the windmills of my mind
fields pass by my eyes as i hear time fly
mountains in the distance remain uncivilised
tempt my mind as i lean back, reclined

- eskafell

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