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letra de out of touch - hyperion (nh)

[verse 1]
i been easing my
i been easing my
i been easing my mind, aye
out of touch and i’m outta touch and i’m out of touch
from this life, dang
no one knows
so it goes
life exposed
sitting down and my mind explode
on the climb
i’m hard to find
know that i’m chilling homie and i’m feeling fine
emotions drained
i can’t complain
feel my pain
flying up on my pretty plane
laid down and woke up
poured my thoughts in that cup
tried to talk and say “what’s up?”
life been feeling outta touch
knowing that i don’t know much
mind changed and i’m pulling the clutch
feeling adrift from the rest
spending a rack no less
life done put me to the test
knowing i’m doing my best
gone away on my own
when i do i’m in the zone
no one’s hitting my phone
emotions all in my dome
(uh, nevеr mind, f-ck it)
i’ve dealt with deprеssion
looking back i learned my lesson
music been taking away all the tension
add with no attention
inspiring others would be the biggest of blessings
staying scheming not to mention
catalog and i’m building up my collection
hooked to the game it’s my latest obsession
sick and tired of the bullsh-t
depression make me wanna forfeit
music help me always cope with it
all alone but they don’t know it
get rich or die tryin
i’ll wait for my timing
don’t b-tch just keep climbing
shine bright like some diamonds
they think that i’m ballin
music eats up my wallet
hungry to win man i’m calling
slave to the game man i’m crawling
i been feeling man, i been feeling alright
reaching the pinnacle thinking i might
hanging and playing my tracks at night
waving the sounds got em all in my sight
from rags to riches
i’m bagging b-tches
i’m back in business
i’m back to reaching the highest of limits
money isn’t everything
step on the stage and i sing
pursuing my dreams i’m the king
never seem to ever give a d-mn about the cream
taking my happiness first
destined to make it i’m dying of thirst
top of my game and i don’t even need to rehe-rs-
dead face in the bank
turn up boutta crank
pour up needa drank
420 keep it dank
keep it real
now you know the deal
call me the dreamer playing the feel
this that food for thought dawg i’m hungry for the meal
countin up and i’m counting up this dough
hear me yo i-imma go
and imma spit my flow

- hyperion nh

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