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letra de outspoken (intro)vert - ethan bence

[verse 1]
everybody welcome, i’m organizing rebellion
report at four in the morning for folders containing forceps, look
it’s dissection, loud noise without direction
this music is infection festering on my reflection
a generation full of kids who can’t accept rejection
but there’s a difference, they can’t accept, i won’t accept
i refuse to be a part of something where i’m losing
so i’m jumping on this movement, the teachers become the students
and i feature freedom of speech
i release, retreat or be beat
my principles align with old school see that’s why i’m truant
yea, if you wanna get it, you gotta do it
a hand out is just an expectation in the future
so my stationery keeps me from being stationary
words are revolutionary, change the station or make me famous
i’m going one by one and picking through your brain
see my vision is revision
tell me if you feel the same, listen

[verse 2]
sometimes i look at my life thinking, laughing about my interests
right now i’m back here rapping, last weekend was calculus
i’m the essence of polarity, obsessive
i’m reclusive but expressive, the message? i guess embrace yourself
but the same time go hard, get mine
start six end twelve, but i never split time
harden arteries with my art, when i start to breathe, a spark flies, it’s straight from the heart
once more, this straight from the heart
if you can’t relate then i break you apart
i could go conscious, go party, go hardcore, go nonsense, go backpack
go mainstream, go rap-rap, go back to party, it’s not a thing
i’m versatile, basically i’m lorde without the ring
yea, i could take the crown and slay the king
and make a profit off my prophecy, just watch and see
cause i work fervent and feverishly i’m burning, someone extinguish me
i don’t think it’s working, my p-ssion’s verses, you’re just torqued cause you’re not me
it’s not hard to see, work ethic’s hard to beat
it’s head up, face first, wind at the back, army ready when i release

[verse 3]
everybody’s welcome, my metaphoric rebellion
it’s a fantasy, it’s landing me in wicked dreams and twisted sheets
i’m upside down thinking, i’m left and right twitching
wish that i write winning, lines in my life’s sentence
but while my mind’s spinning, my time ticks by, i’m right near it
heart beat so loud i hear it, i just want to be mirrored too
i know that you do too so i don’t mirror you, i just…
i write these rhymes to right my wrongs
i think sometimes i think too long
i think if i stop thinking i’d be better off and write more songs
my word is bond, my stock options top flight when i’m gone
i could get ignorant and spit it malignant or i could get real and fight my thoughts ah
can’t stop what you can’t see, can’t knock what you can’t do, can’t flop on your family
everything i say i live it, it’s ethan bence, real name no gimmicks
grew up in the city of steel, i knew what it’s gonna take, but my dreams are real
so when i sit at a meal, and i’m already filled, i blew up, that’s it, it’s k!ll or be k!lled yea

- ethan bence

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