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letra de solace - ianesco

[intro]
yo, it’s ianesco
you know we got that one take flow
you know sometimes, i just like to sit in my room
i’m not trying to talk to n0body
just trying to do my motherf-cking thing
yo, check it out now

[hook 1]
i take solace, i take solace
i take solace, solace, solace
i got a phone but don’t call it, hey don’t call it
hey don’t call it, call it, call it
i take solace, from the demons outside
take solace, from the demons in my mind
take solace, and i cuddle with the rhyme
and yeah motherf-ckers, i will bubble up in time

[verse 1]
i take solace, to take wallets
from fake prophets, who ain’t honest, they hate my scripts
leaving ’em straight starving, i ain’t marvin, but i am
up in my room, shrooms got it looking like king tut’s tomb
if you don’t know, what the f-ck is you doing?
better figure it out, ‘fore your -ss in ruins
i will trigger the doubt in the dudes that’s truant
shirking their duty, but not p-ssing cl-sses
professor of this rap sh-t, a+ average
rappers be faker than them rayon fabrics
acting like quakers whenever they face static
or when the mic’s p-ssed, sh-t, they get p-ssive
so go do your math and, come back with fat sh-t
until then, say “amen” to my pen
i’m seduced by the dark side, kylo ren
i expose those fakes like kawhi len
better run a different play, championship sh-t is my dna
so he could go all the way, hey

[hook 2]
i take solace, i take solace
i take solace, solace, solace
i got a phone but don’t call it, hey don’t call it
hey don’t call it, call it, call it
i take solace, from the demons outside
take solace, from the demons in my mind
take solace, and i cuddle with the rhyme
and yeah motherf-ckers, i will bubble up in time (x2)

[verse 2]
kevin owens of this rap sh-t
pop up from the gutter with a bludgeon for you b-st-rds
with more styles than a.j., one trick ponies
be thinking they in their heyday, ’til i kick sh-t like pele
jack of all trades, and a master of some
not out of this world, but i crashed at the sun
i’m an -ssh0l- to some, and a best friend to others
perception is a tricky motherf-cker, made that sh-t my lover
scary thing to utter is my run’s just getting started
ivy league mc, ’cause out my mouth i’m shooting darts kid
i’ll pick apart the carc-sses, this is not
an exercise in harmlessness, more like an exorcism
but i am the demon and i’m coming back to get ’em
sitting in the schism, waiting for my victims
somewhere between wisdom and foolishness
you either siding with him, or sprinting
like you was breaking out of prison
but hey, enough with the riddles
just listen to the motherf-cking rhythm
mmm, and i’ma motherf-cking get ’em

- ianesco

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