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letra de visible sounds - ettrick shepherd

[produced by hamiln cox]

[verse 1]
gotta exercise the muscle of the rhyme
on my hustle and my grind, it’s troubling at times
when n0body wants to listen and nothing seems to fly
tryna get a career to launch up into the sky
gotta want success more than your next breath
get scores on the board, ready get set
go, stiffen up your neck, never let your head rest
for this ride you’re gonna need pride so get prepped
can’t afford to let that fear rise
just set sail though it may not be clear skies
shoot for the fence and watch where spear flies
and carry on watching through your teared eyes
in 4 months it’ll be a one year grind
but i’ve come so far i can’t even see behind
i’m adjusting my sails cos the sea is my
b-tch! and that’s something i always keep in mind

[hook]
yeah you should know we’ve been building a crown
entering the game and we k!lling it now
i’m showing my emotions and i’m thinking aloud
this is audio colouring and visible sounds
yeah you know we’ve been building a crown
entering the game and we k!lling it now
i’m showing my emotions and i’m thinking aloud

[verse 2]
join me as i reminisce, looking back on my life
it’s pretty evident i never lived the high life
but as a human being i’m feeling like a sci-fi
character with the high rise in my eye sight
persistent, determined
lifted this burden that came with this gift
time to rip through the curtains
drifting and surfing the path others carve
cos the task’s in the art, i’m a different person
i got heart and i’m equipped with the words and
lyrics just to spit for the merchants
penmanship and handmade power
you’re having champagne showers and taking sips of the bourbon
sometimes i wonder why i’m under fire
but f-ck it, right? thus is like my lung supply
and that’s my story, love it or hate it
either way we have something in common

[verse 3]
i was eleven and wrote a rhyme on an a4
since then, i’ve been on the grind to create more
step back, i ain’t here to take orders
but i still don’t know what these guys gotta hate for
got things to aim for
feelin’ like a racehorse
and you are not one and we’re not of the same sort
after hearing dead and gone
i just knew for a fact i had to get it on
now i’m attacking a track and with an axe and tack
attached to a bat
equipped with a whip that’ll crack
the first one to rap and not be strapped to bottle of jack
and spit unclearly and not be absolute trash

- ettrick shepherd

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