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letra de ambitions for it - iwbar

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beat: cookin keys – army of the pharaohs
(i do not own the beat. for non profit listening purposes only.)

lyrics:

i cross the seas to perform lyrical robberies
on these mockeries, which gives me my hypothesis
p-ssages in time describe these accidents of mine
i had to write half a line for me to have to shine
and once i’m at the top i’ll be sure to act benign
cause you never know who could be watching half the time
the eye of the media watch it’s seeing the cops corruption
immigrants flux into the area
trying to escape they want into america
so am i that’s why this rap sh-t i’m tearing it up
i ain’t trying to scare ya, but once i hit the top i won’t be there to carry ya
you gotta find your own way cause there’s no way you’re gonna eat off me, “please dawg please!”
and now he’s all heat so i got heat on me
“i ain’t even gonna bust like chill man, jeez!”

chorus: x2
everybody looking for their way out, they want a ticket
just give it a minute man so it can play out
no intermission, just go and lay a verse straight out
let’s raise the stakes, you f-cking with some cake now

come with me i’ll take you back to mythical times
when we could sit around and kick some cynical rhymes
i pull the verse out of my mind and scribble a line
and it’s k!lling ya, cause the writing is familiar
you might know me, i’m one of them lunch-time hooligans
yeah my lines ain’t sick, i got punchlines of sudafed
but i gotta watch how i talk about using lead
cause every now and then i forget sometimes who’s a fed
my mom and dad, it’s kinda sad, but it’s kinda funny
they spend their time providing for me, time is money
that’s the sh-t they do since i can’t provide for my own
but i’ll be out in a year, i gotta find my own home
no more bozo time to pull my head out of the ozone
it’s time to think like a hunter, speed of a runner
i’m just the evil seed of a crazy motherf-cker
but i got the instincts of a battle rapper
f-ck with me i’ll leave you dead forever, now, and after

there’s a growing distance between myself and the real world
i feel disconnected, insurrected, i need to hurl
i need a re-referral, so i can do something different
but who cares?! i’m a bloodsucking, motherf-cking, buzzing delinquent!
“look mom! i’m famous!” it was nothing but a figment
i’m funneling my emotions and intents through this pen
trying to make some sense of this present tense ignorance
“get back to work, you’ll never be anything! you got cheques to be making!”
yeah but not here, i’m out this dump, i’m out this slum, watch me make a thousand more of em
this sh-t’s been feeding off me yeah my conscience is eaten
somebody need to save me before i fall off the deep end
i could pop off at any second, my restraint is weakened
and keep back them little f-cking comments i don’t need em
cause one day you’ll look at me and say i hope i could be him

chorus: x4
everybody looking for their way out, they want a ticket
just give it a minute man so it can play out
no intermission, just go and lay a verse straight out
let’s raise the stakes, you f-cking with some cake now

- iwbar

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