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letra de 19 - ethan harrington

[verse]

yo when you’re nineteen and your mind’s feeling older
follow who they told ya
that or be a soldier
never look away from the dream that they sold ya
you feel this sh-t is worse than it seems, buddy, don’t ya?
that’s because it is
the capital exists
to keep us kids in order, that’s exactly what they wish
and when they hearing ‘swish’ they like: “quick, buddy, pay me!
go and get us rich, you’re a kid, no complaining!”
but that ain’t what i’m into, i’m doing it for me
because all the sh-t i been through, i grew up brutally
and tell me what it means to have dreams for your children
i want them to breathe when i least have a million
i don’t want them fiending for weed like i’ve still been
you can call it greed, but i’m keeping it real man
life is getting hard and it’s still getting harder
i think in my heart i can feel for my daughter
even if she ain’t part of this world, i’ll start her
write a lot of rhymes, tell her: “dad was an author”
i don’t want her looking at the world like it’s awful
i don’t want my son getting drunk on a bar stool
saw the door to freedom and you still didn’t walk through
i heard that you follow their dreams, what’s it cost you?
i wonder if you’re feeling like a boss too
’cause if not, it’s their plot and your fault that you lost two
one with the gun when i spark it
lighting up the darkness so y’all realizing hard sh-t
i’m advising caution
swear i’m rarer than the loch ness
you ain’t any realer than the loch ness
auto-tuned, heartless
so regardless i’ll spit
what i’m interested in
simplistic with linguistics, been
doing this since then
since when are my friends mindless yes-men?
test him or arrest ten
rapists molesting
with instrumental weapons
told you i’m the best in
but y’all don’t listen man, y’all don’t give a d-mn, d-mn
i’m a leo, i got lion-heart, van damme
you don’t listen man, kick the d-mn door in
like biggie did, 5 a.m. while you’re snoring
like biggie was, dangerous on the mic
murderer, m-ss mayhem, ‘prolly pay them to have heard of ya
stand vertical, i’ll put my verdict in your vertebra
did it occur to ya my words are hurting like a virgin does?
first time you heard this much real in a century
it feel like, just like how it feels like it’s meant to be, ugh
and y’all flies couldn’t bother me
shoes tied, trip and you tried for lobotomy
you hide, you get two lines for your arteries
one bar of lyrics gets you feeling like your heart is beating
out of your chest ’cause your best couldn’t beat me
’boutta give out tutorials as a free-be
cop the cd and learn about it like a read.me
and maybe you’ll follow my tracks like a reece’s
you know e.t.?
but y’all cheesy
why you always sound more gouda than rats eating
you try to talk about your influence and rap meaning
but without seeing you claim you a mack without being
and without any doubt in your mind that’s about it
you think you an ill rap star and that’s about it
when you ain’t in the booth, we know the truth, you ain’t about sh-t
fake gold tooth and fake jewels in your outfit
i’m out here, i’m mouthy
counting on taking bounties
to bounce, see?
you never really know what i’m about g
i’m ’bout be like moufy
to my town without seeming
like my fire lit up and went out, peace
without cleats, i’m out leav- ing
tracks, you can vouch for me
heard you blast and you catching -ss, ha, congrats homie
but you only f-ck with little cash, holy cr-p
i’ma save stacks, your favorite rapper told me that
so you lack what you could of had
i laugh with the bag, fantastic
real rap wrapped in the plastic
that’s it
never giving less or any more
other than some crazy music that you never could ignore
other than some blazing new sh-t that you’ve never heard before
keeping it all on repeat like you’re stuck in purgator-
e
see? i got a long reach
claiming your bars are hard, but i think they’re hardly
ali on the beat, always moving my feet
especially when i’m speeding, you ain’t gonna fine me
or find me
even if you shine, you ain’t gonna blind me
even if you try, you ain’t ever gonna stop me
you ain’t ever rob me ’cause i ain’t giving sh-t
unless you got a full clip and mine wasn’t then equipped
still if you isn’t quick as a rabbit being slick
you ain’t sh-t and pretty soon it’s like you never did exist
when i switch it on ‘em, “give up all the goods”, and i’m away
boy it’s either me or you and i ain’t gonna die today
motherf-ckers think i’m playing when i’m saying all of this
but they ain’t ever been as sane as me, it’s plain to see a b-tch
your alias convinced the rest of them
but they still need a lesson son
i’m next to none
you haven’t heard the rest and still the best to come

[outro]

so when your nineteen
and all you see is crime scenes
like manson’s still alive and he just linked with harvey weinstein
you’ll sit deciding
whether or not what i’ve seen
is costing you more than just your vision and the visine
it’s blinding
the sh-t that they present to kids and guiding
disguising
it all as glamorous but in my findings
realizing
that most the moguls really out there hiding
they’re riding
the money train, i hope that i’m presiding
in rhymes and my writing
i know that i’m providing
rest in peace prodigy
it’s e

- ethan harrington

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