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letra de murphy's law - hujili

[intro]
yeah, yeah, nǝso on the beat, yo
i just wanna feel alright
yo, yo

[hook]
now, all i ever seem to find
is disappointment in my life
all i ever seem to find
all i ever seem to find

[verse 1]
so disjointed in my mind
i tried to simplify the strife
now occam’s razor holds the knife
and bleeds over my paper and open diary
the complex nature of life i’m admiring
dodging temptations, left and right, they’re all beside of me
the light giving, mc, i’m steady, drenched in piety
despite all of the negligence to christ that i’m providing, see
i fight confederate flags and anachronistic opinions
inside of my metal mask is a scratch ‘n sniff, limited edition
immaculate, vivid vision of happiness, that’s been smitten
by some happenstance, lap dance of misery
dog, it’s not a mystery, fleeting like a cash advance or bad romance
i try to keep my head held high out of this avalanche
and at a glance, i’m just a rabble-rouser with nomadic plans
to travel lands in a magic van, lifespan like an amaranth, urgh!
still reminiscing on the older life
ignorance is blissful but abysmal like a poltergeist
sophisticated sisyphus is hiding in this soul of mine
mystic, ancient rhythms are what it takes to roll this boulder high past golden skies
look me in the eyes, there’s more for you in life
move into the light before you’re euthanized by humankind
and detrimental stupid, obsessive and consequential developing stress
stuck on your mental since you got up and fell out of your bed
[hook]
all i ever seem to find
is disappointment in my life
all i ever seem to find
all i ever seem to find

[verse 2]
remember when we lost that mission? what a depressive state?
meddling neuroticism still rests in my headsp-ce
peddling past these polygon potholes and it’s a death race
ugh yeah, and i’m still carrying this dead weight
with edible raps and w-lly wonka chocolate bars attached
incredible facts, silly monstas in your pocket can be hard to catch
pokémon profits in my office with some arty magazines
sony controllers for that stardew valley
boy i’m farming fat, interior decor is hard to match
and this virtual reality is far more relaxing
so i purchase some more apple trees and carve some into these sap streams
miraculously travel through cadavers and travesties
hyper imaginative while passing the piff syphoning gas
through some cadillacs, acrobatic mavericks here to grab the cash
slash and dip faster than a m-s-ch-stic
exasperates himself through asthma attacks from the fattest of dabs
and as of late, i’ve been thinking i could use a switch up
but i’m past the expiration date and now it’s all a big fuzz
the cyclical style of wake of bake, cynical child
making waves, the pinnacle of wild, i’m next to an orangutan
minimal defilement, syllables, k!ll ’em with kindness
while i riddle my rivals with wits and impeccable timing
got my sea legs ready incase we gonna be pirates
and pillage the nearest village to strip them of their papyrus, word
[outro]
yeah, murphy’s law

- hujili

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