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letra de campaign - ethan harrington

[intro]
motherf-ckers
how many times i gotta say that..
and i’m not even tripping because i’ve said this a lot at this point but..
how many times do i have to say that:

[verse]
i’m the best rapper coming out of melrose
if you didn’t know just listen to how the wind blows
sounding all melodic, kind of how ethan spits his flows
i got a lot of opportunity, it’s like i opened ten doors
i mean i, can kick game like nintendo
and when i spit it’s hot, i gotta open up some windows
and yes, i got some pot if you ’bout to roll up some indo
but in reality girl, i’m just thinking ’bout yo’ friend though
so where she at?
she’s leavin’? bring her back
i don’t care if she’s got a man, i’ll talk to her ’bout that
but when i ask her that, she tells me she ain’t got a man
you just want me for yourself, c’mon girl that ain’t a true friend but, not to worry
here listen to this story
about a girl wanted ethan and so did a bunch of her friends
so ethan said just send ’em in, ain’t no time to be intimate
then ethan got some -ss, no donkey, i am not the president
y’all are irrelevant
i am just enlightening, inspiring
people to make fire like some lightening
so try it man
but don’t go and try some sh-t like vicodin
i have been way too high before, those heights are mighty frightening
i could spit it for a minute and have people say
i did it and i made it and i am already famous
but in my reality, most of y’all don’t know what my name is didn’t get one vote in the yearbook, but in lights is where my name is
it’s insane, it’s crazy
how the lamest person that you thought would maybe
never leave the city, turns out i just brought it with me
so if you try to take your shot at me
better k!ll me, don’t you miss me
’cause when i come back you know i’m getting busy
no one’s f-cking with me
now should i…
keep going, keep flowing
i mean i, i go in
you know it, the coldest
not a ko-dak moment
that happens, when ethan
ain’t rapping, or dapping
the homies, no
it’s a dog eat dog world
so you throw me a bone
or i will take your girl
i’ve done that enough, no it ain’t like i’m tough
they are just attracted to me when they hear my stuff
i mean
i mean it’s happened before, before the rapping, a wh0r-
i wouldn’t call them that, it is just set
to automatically play out that way
so it could happen today, natural reaction, but hey
don’t get too ang-r-y
it’s not my fault that she is thinking ’bout me
maybe i shouldn’t brag about it in songs anyways
but, tell me if i’m wrong, but this is my music and they
haven’t been making sh-t, at least nothing close to a hit
so i’ma say, what i want
i’m flowing weird, but i still manage to flaunt
words coming out of my mouth seems to you i’m trying to taunt
nah man, i’m not trying to f-cking taunt
i’ma just speak my mind
you could rewind a billion times
and try to figure out my rhymes
but metaphors stored in these lines
could never even cross your mind
you know i spit it clever, no one’s better than ethan when he shines
so i’ma leave all you behind
buzzing like a f-cking beehive
sting me it will only lead to defeat:
your corpses at my feet
d-mn, i need a breath
i don’t need a f-cking weapon, b-tch i’m rapping you to death
i bet you thought i lost my flow there, that is blasphemy at best
you got it backwards, got it back
and now you can happily regret
why as soon as i start rapping
people begin to start yapping, talking
saying they can cap him, ethan
lay him in a coffin even
when my lyrics off the charts
but a freestyle i cannot
spit it as well as when i’m writing
f-ck it, i’ll just get to lighting…
you got it backwards, this ain’t a game of mad libs
i hear you talking really big, but all i hear is mad fibs
here’s aspirin, so you can’t feel it when you get your -ss whipped
i’ve shown people, ask them, i’ve already gone past him
so f-ck it, we’ll talk in past tense
do you understand that? that’s when
i can say i already f-cked you up
in a rap battle, no knuckle ups
but f-ck it, even if we dropped the gloves
i would end up on top like a boxer was
but why every time i show my talent with rhymes
somebody wanna fight, or somebody wanna shine
brighter than the motherf-cking fireman
when the building’s coming down right on top of him
while carrying suffocating children
but he still makes it out without tiring
he saved the people, inspiring
i could say that is a metaphor for me: ethan
i could say that the people adore me, achievements
galore and on the floor, what a f-cking e-vent
indeed i’ve saved a life or two
but that story’s not fit for now, another song’ll do
’cause when you spit your flow you hope they will admire you when i say “you” it’s me and “they” is the people of melrose streets
yeah, wonder how you will react to this here
you should know i have been rapping for about two whole years
i fear, you will not understand why i am doing this
i mean how could you vibe with it with that type of cluelessness
so, ethan what is this six minute song?
they’ve already been listening for about four minutes long
only thing that they’ve learned is that you learned to spit really strong
well the purpose of this is to know if i have gone wrong
i mean if i think that it’s really sweet
and my friends say it’s really neat
i need to know the rest of you
do you think that this sh-t is weak?
do you know i’ve been working on the lyrics for about a week? do you know i just wrote this line while you all take the sat’s? and i don’t have a future without this
so if i’ma do it i need to be completely doubtless
need the support of my city for this rap biz
this ain’t some type of hat trick
i won’t do none of that trap sh-t
i am solely about rapping
lyrics, hoping many hear it
listen to the words, apparent
i’ve working seconds, hours, days, showers, sunny rays
hoping melrose will approve
new people say what it do
old friends asking ‘how’s it been?’
asking ‘album dropping when?’
so melrose tell me the deal
am i winning your appeal?
do i have to go harder to show you i got many sk!lls?
i hope you know i’m going off
and i won’t quit until i’ve topped
every chart, but now people say:
‘wonder when this slow part will stop’
ethan harrington is better than every rapper ever
coming out of melrose m-ssachusetts
so begin the rapture, uzi’s
strapped to backs of raptors, shooting
spraying, angels laying dying
children crying, h-ll on earth
“this your pilot speaking
most of you will die this evening
some of you will see the weekend”
am i peakin’ before i even begin
because as soon as i start speaking
people give me different reasons
interrupting me like “ethan
how are you gon’ last this season
when you don’t have any income?”
i just say that i am leavin’
you don’t know what i’m from
even if you know where i’m from
and you don’t know what i’m about to do
to those ahead, i’m p-ssing you
and if you sick, you have the flu
but if i’m ill, i’m rapping dude
you can say you’re friends half the school
but my friends international
never not going off, somebody tell me to stop
please stop me, i ain’t breathing
screaming, f-cking kamikaze
how’s he still rapping after the rapture happened
running fast like rabbits, no trapper can grab him
the f-ck is happening? it’s havoc
crisis, murder, torture, horror
burning buildings, bells are ringing
but ethan just keeps on spitting
turns around and gets to “ritting”
writing, sorry
mispr-nounced it for the rhyming, climbing stories
gaining traction, now he’s at the top
let’s go, it’s time for action
i hope you can see now, to the one’s that said i was lame
they said stick to the f-cking script, i said stick to your f-cking lane
hey melrose what will you say now that this beat is in flames ethan f-cking harrington is here, you should join my campaign

[outro]
i could follow you and work in an office building
feeling like i want to off the ceiling to strive for millions
but i couldn’t because i struggle with my day job
nine to five, minimum wage job but i weigh options
hey i could
let other people stay popping and run the stage often
i could sit back and choke, stay coughing
let them party at night
why you think i don’t have a feature?
’cause i want the spotlight, you want me to follow, i just might
or i can work my -ss off at my desk every day
slaving away, scripting all the metaphors in my brain
paving a way, rather than following paths of people
that only end up wallowing in deep sadness, evil thoughts
all they want to do is go back, cathedrals lost
saying they did what they had to, what was the cost?
this life will fly past unless you do what you want
whatever makes you happy, a sad life is one that is lost
it’s ethan harrington

- ethan harrington

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