letra de 4 am - granyte
pen to this paper daily, may sound a little crazy/
but i owe this game my life, now i’m landing safely/
i know i’m bashing these stars, cause they flashing crazy/
dough around, but what i’m sowing now got them casting hasty/
boxes my way, i realize it’s feeling rather cagey/
tired of being that guy, getting p-ssed over daily/
so i’m still grinding even though the factors may seem/
impossible, but you know that sh-t happens daily/
so i’mma stand up, and show these crackers plainly/
and boast about this rap sh-t, i wear my p-ssion vainly/
thought i would talk down to stars, but we’re the same breed/
just different decisions and actions, but mainly/
our experiences shape us, and i’m brainy/
so i was picked on as a kid, as an adult i’m shaky/
and kinda lazy, so i’m scaping by, but now strangely/
i have a goal to reach, i used to hope to teach/
but now i wanna write poetry, and stand over these/
trials and tribulations i face, putting my soul to sleep/
so now the poet speaks, and i’m only blowing steam/
at these rappers to get them off their -sses and switch it up/
well the plans may be intricate, but i’m gonna stay diligent/
if absolute power corrupts absolutely, i’m minimal/
f-ck mythical, don’t wanna burn out like filaments/
just make good music, and hype my fans up like stimulants/
it’s almost 4am, monday in my room again/
got a crazy vision, of a dream escaping from my pen/
i’ll be swinging going down/
f-ck that noise, no way no how/
you’re listening to this song but i’m working on the next one now/
can only move forward, the beginning’s been written/
thought i was an outcast, but it seems i’ve been gifted/
or cursed, depending on when you ask, is it mere illness/
this itch in my palm, it keep on insisting/
constantly combatting every single revision/
that resistance is what i’m trying to break through/
rewriting all of my tracks when i get in the break room/
just wanna break loose, smash these homeruns like babe ruth/
so how can i come home and have half an album unfinished/
and sit at my computer with a blank stare and no specifics/
it’s so sickening, but f-ck it, game’s not giving me my pink slip/
if i gotta go down, you best believe i’m going out swinging/
it’s almost 4am, monday in my room again/
got a crazy vision, of a dream escaping from my pen/
i’ll be swinging going down/
f-ck that noise, no way no how/
you’re listening to this song but i’m working on the next one now/
it’s almost 4am, monday in my room again/
got a crazy vision, of a dream escaping from my pen/
i’ll be swinging going down/
f-ck that noise, no way no how/
you’re listening to this song but i’m working on the next one now/
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