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letra de un(steady)packaging - jst jones

[intro]

mind unsteady
life came heavy
wasn’t ready
now i’m stuck

who can get me?
not so many
i’ll stay silent keep it hushed

mind unsteady
life came heavy
wasn’t ready
now i’m stuck

isolation made confidence drop
out of covid 19 still fully masked up

[bridge]

aren’t you tired of chasing?
waiting until wasted
will you ever face it?

placed in situations
trails and temptations
taking all your patience
you’re changing
[verse 1]

i can’t be the same
who am i
turned to bluer lies
try to reminisce but memories get like their improvised
asking how i’ve been
of late i’m focused on constructing times
broke the past, in many lines, down
i really questioned life
way before pandemic signs
i could show you so many perspectives
how i pick at life
straddling on picket like
boundaries
may pick a side
until i’m told i’m picking fights
always been a ride or die
till loyalty brought my demise
sold to me ideas
you work hard, you’ll succeed at life
tried it on relationship with god
they partially right
not everything can be revised
planned, prepared for or surmised
awesome lines i read in self help
never helped my life
downtime reflection
fought my doubts and k!lled my fears alike
through the night
toss and turn off to get by
can’t make focus every lie
each deception at a time added time
though i’ve been unsteady
feel eventually we’ll turn the tide
[bridge]

what are we pushing in packaging?

lately i’m feeling i’m far from the sound
(far from the sound, far from the sound)

somebody tell me just what its about

corrupting the kids and the viewership

tell me what are we to do with this?

[verse 2]

aiming that music to settlements
lower than campaigns in politics
lyrically needing some polishing
look at my country
it’s proud of things
like staying silent and tolerant
turn the hate up in the comments they
claim to accommodate
look at lusaka rate rentals
they lie but i guess truth
in those statements reserved for select few
it’s toxic (kaleza)
crazy the pressure
my pen didn’t refrain
catching with hooks
laying claim they the great
rappers are lame
only an artist can stand against a
masterpiece crafted from masterful clay
mastered the flow
mastered the beat
massacre fakeness it’s on the retreat
i had to study conviction breath
much better on these
top of our entertainment never studied a thing
only thing they k!lling is really dropping out stink
dropping a project that plummets with lowest ratings
droping commands on a bot fixating streams
labels with a single act
double back
where’s the traction?
what’s the point then falling into a factions?
i’ve fallen in the fraction
underground now till the sound truth known
bet i’ll be around
you can double down
seen it on the ground
current the state of things isn’t worth a crown
where’s the hunger now?
who will hold it down if we all
thinking from our stomachs
what you call a king
how would anybody want that?
dispatch
claimed they k!lled a beat
need to bring them in for mismatch
face facts
stage acts
living for show racks, mark x, ads and the iphone pro max

- jst jones

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