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letra de the world - indietherapper

[part i]

[intro]
the world before your eyes is the truth
do you accept it and live through it?
or do you reject it and create your own truth?
what is your choice?
the brain, or the heart?

[verse]
poppin’ my pen, we ’bout to celebrate with the champagne
this project is out, got me a fork and a knife to eat at the fame
put it on my prepped up table, and i got me a plate
b-tch, we ’boutta blow up this place, end up in the united states
go to l.a. on a underwater train, look out the window and see
i made all the water snakes grow their legs and then i made ’em flee
or it was cold, and my wintery pleas got ’em to freeze, 0 degree
i’m still a flea to some, but i ain’t tryna change, just tryna find my glee
city view out my window, times is nice
guess that this what i get if i pay the price
head got me odd personas just like lice
specs to watch indie, deyan, myers, and michael fight
i bring in all my rights, grab all my wrongs so tight
i promise not to fly, because i’ll board the sky in the night
carry me up, i rise, hit by sunrays that shine, yellow like fries
and when it is evening, i cross my heart and knot this relation, like family ties
like family ties
my family’s nice, everyone know that, no need to hypnotize
living this life is like a prize
despite what i see in the world before my eyes
that’s my brain with so many ideas that i hope can entice
no schizophrenia, it’s all coming true
in a rap duo, and soon in a rap group
not exactly that, but like a label crew
put me on the billboards with gorilla glue
shout out to my cousin, she be listening to every single track (track)
she wanna be a singer, and i tell her “go for it, jack”, yeah, “go for it, jack” (“jack”)
feature you on a song, we could do a collab (a collab)
unless you wanna wait til we’re both on pro lev’ (pro lev’)
(hol’ up)
i say never give up dreams til you get what you want
what you feel is yo’ purpose in life, is it hard?
because a ton of failures have a cherry on top, that’s success
and you gotta eat the whole cake first, before you become the best
[part ii]

[intro]
murder (murder, murder, murder)
(murder, murder, murder)

[verse]
murder in the city, hope to see these buildings collapse
over and over again, just like a relapse
3 a.m., i be flowing ink on paper more than a bl–dy river
full of dead thots, it’s getting me hot like a fever
shooting goals in the cold only with a sock, bro
best player out here, playing fifa 24
knife and fork when i gotta eat these dorks
pop their head like corks
mother, mama, mother, help me gain another k!ll on the spot
somewhere near our block
give me mic’, give me panels, give me filter against pop
so my rhymes put a full stop
i’ve gone crazy ever since i stuck a nail up my nose
let’s go to hospital, vámonos
these b-tches red like pepperoni, domino’s
satanistic rappers, man, f-ck ’em, i humble those
i can be evil and hate satan, yeah, it’s true, homie, it’s true
’bout to hop in jesus crew
ever since i was six, i’ve been ill-minded, now i grew
and now i wanna put a bullet through you
[gun shot]

- indietherapper

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