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letra de i have no idea wtf this is - kaelar

i have no idea wtf this is lyrics
what?

this sh-t makes me feel like writing
sitting at my desk, pressing keys fire’s igniting
despite the silence mind is shouting vibrating
air waves into bare sp-ce, barely making sense
but lately, i don’t been caring, staring into the abyss
i’ve been sharing with the kid, that lives inside my head
who doesn’t give a sh-t, just wants to sit and spit
bigger things on the dome, living alone
amongst other, never bothered
i consider what i do to beats as a slaughter
i live my head as a house that is hauntеd
i’ve been flipping joints up on my desk in the cornеr
me and my brain took some time, really bonded
i started talking to myself and was surprised i responded
you know i go nuts, squirrel
the wind be blowing, whirl
shoutout my gorgeous girl
give her enormous pearls, ‘cuz i can
sike, i can’t
bars hit hard like mike tysons hands
kidnap a rapper in the back like taxi
i’m like start the car or i’ll snipe yo fans
a starving artist, living off scr-ps
please don’t feed, i might bite yo hand
marching sergeant heels cl!ck, clack, clutter
rustling thoughts liquid, hydro slang
mind stuttering, crush a subtle thing
rushing but stumbling, nitro fast
hide yo cash or i’ll sn-tch it, psycho
find the mic sober, didn’t light no gram
kicking back, relax, i bring them passive facts
doing jack sh-t passing to myself
you know i mastered that
you catch me stacking caps of bottles
going full throttle on these classic tracks, back to back
you can describe me as a savage
but really i’m just an addict
to the madness of the damage
caused by perfecting my talent
it goes hand in hand with cr-p and garbage on the platter
but the fact of the matter is, i don’t serve a sh-t
feeling worthless since i been on the search for this
same time, feel like if you heard of this, you learned some sh-t
catch me lurking, sl!ck, call me young nurse, i stitch
a twisted beat, but i promise you, it won’t hurt a bit
i got moves, but i don’t know which to use
so you see me standing paralyzed confused on what to do
fan of mine? well i hope you can bless me with a breeze
‘cuz the heat i’ve been breathing has burnt my own ass
i’m like a grown cat, i just don’t wanna do sh-t
roll a dope track, a paper with tabacco and bits
of bars and known plants, pass it to my own fans
then we smoke that, i guess we’re calling it lit
though there’s silence, hear me deciding if i should be lighting
or writing or both, my mind’s a fight on it’s own
i like the vibes of alone, but also time with my bros
i quietly stone and pray that no one will know

- kaelar

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