letra de trial #6: "bittersweet symphony" - jake/grotesque
[intro: j/g’s conscious]
“one thing i can’t seem to understand is… there’s real artists out there; they’re not gaining any sort of limelight – or, recognition for the way that they’re able to paint pictures with their words - or, the way they’re able to craft things for people to see: as if you’re watching a movie. i get irritated; because, i am one of those guys where i can talk about real things – real things that people can relate to… yet, here i am – living with my mom: and, i’m 25 years old… i got a f-cking 3 year old daughter, man, that i gotta provide for. it just doesn’t make sense; cause, even when i wanna get down and start writing some real f-cking bars – i can do it: and, that’s because…”
[verse 1:]
when i write – it’s in effect
gon’ hear me out when i’m in the deck
can’t tame the beast when i’m in the grease
just frying bars of my dialect
man be the boss – feed the cause
sewing stars like i’m betsy ross
gon’ need to pause when i sharpen claws
and, tear you up with these iron jaws
like, adios
decompose your biggest woes
when i get exposed to the these idle pros
when i tidal flows
and, i knock ’em dead like comatose
it’s jgp
motherf-ckers wanna come and test me
but, they hate this heat
when it taste so sweet
better take yo’ seat
as i make my keep being obsolete
but – i digress…
robitussin when i clear my chest
man, who the best?
nah, f-ck the rest
when i get the zest
dude loud as h-ll
but, i’m still suppressed
see, lyrically…
my words ain’t dim
thanks to the lord
and, my homeboy shim
when i swing this pen an i say, “amen”
but, i eat this beat like i’m made to sin
but, i don’t know…
hard to show these radios
that i got a flow like a pot of gold
when i spit the cold
in a manifold of these different volts
like i’m a storm – feel the swarm
boy just cell in a final form
or, dovahkiin – sworn battle born
when i f-ck this b-tch like rattled p-rn
[verse 2:]
symphony so bittersweet
when i’m out to binge on these little beats
and, i’m feeling great
and, i’m feeling good
just underplayed and misunderstood
but, i had to learn – wait your turn
place in the game ain’t quite been earned
but, i still stand firm when i take this yearn
and, await this life like i’m just sperm
yuck, hmph…
pretty gross
but, i’m overdosed on my talent growth
and, i’m ‘bout to boast like
“oh my gosh”
when i diagnose your stereos
and, here we are – bouncing hard
jake’s on point
don’t stray afar
just shot to the moon
and, i fell through the stars
and, i found my spot, boy
k!lling bars
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