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letra de pilot - jackydoesraps

[verse 1]:
did i sell out, or did i bail out?
i’m running like usps tryna get my mail out
i’m mixing up the game like culinary
first thing out of everyone’s mouth is extraordinary
but you know i’m not your ordinary
lyricist
tell me where the mirror is
look at yourself in the mirror
then come tell me imma fade to mist
talk about everything that i missed
tell me about how
if i keep on doing this i might get dissed
i’m not wrapped up in the lingo
just like my elders
i’m reading letters
looking for bingo
that’s finito
reflects greatness like it’s albedo
flowing like its the sea, though
and if someone tells me to be fake
i’m like “adios amigo”
sell all or give in?
is it a crazy or beautiful world we live in?
they got you running the heat, go get your mittens
game’s got an open door tryna get my feet in
i’m not doing this because it’s cool
i’m doing this for the joy and the smiles on faces
in everybody’s places
don’t know what my name is
that’s about to change
so turn the volume up to ten
and make sure that i’m in the range-
rover, i’m a super soldier
finding taz the martian on another planet
like i monitor the rover
on mars
it’s game over with my bars
and i drive a minivan
so i couldn’t care less about the cars

[verse 2]:
(but wait)
at the end of the day it’s his will and he will not change
he’ll take his time and write his thoughts on a page
so that centuries later all of the haters will take in the word
and the thoughts that are portrayed
and they’ll be amazed
then finally they’ll see the name on the page
(it’s god)
and they’ll be stunned and in disarray
but that’s okay
to be convicted a sinner
because every winner
first started off as a loser or a beginner
and you can be bigger
than any devil or demon just put your trust in the lord and you will be saved
oh what a wonderful day

[verse 3]:
never thought that i would ever think of this
never thought of ever being a lyricist
don’t know what the point of the bigger picture is
or each individual color it isn’t clear
clogging me up like a stopped faucet
used to make tracks but no one want to run on it
and the people that can’t run just can’t walk it
and i feel like i’m the only one to keep talking
i’m home alone again like macaulay culkin
so i’m uncovering this track one
welcome you to the party, we ’bout to have fun

[outro]
-noise maker-
(yeah)
it’s jacky
(out)
-cheering-

- jackydoesraps

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