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letra de storm/weed - kid wcked & deadpantv

[part i: storm]
[intro]
yuh
weeding through the seeds to find the-
right, the beat (whadda ya say, deadpan?)

[verse]
weeding through the seeds to find the peace up in the storm
yo, it’s wcked, back up on this sh-t, i’m really gon’ perform
every time i’m on the mic, i’m bringing writtens they could never really f-ck with
sipping on this coffee, yeah, i’m dunkin’
putting up buckets in the mothaf-cking court
they talking their sh-t, and i’m finna go retort
what the f-ck was i on, don’t know, but i’m really for this sh-t
matter fact, bring it back, deadpan on the beat
it’s kid wcked with a w-c, they ain’t running with me
the coldest flows to show the goats
they got another one that’s up and coming to see
and i’mma stand on еvery letter, from thе dub to the d
last time it was going to dope spots off top
this time, i’m making their jaws drop
i’m taking a long walk on the valley
just hoping the lines’ll get across like a tally, yugh
tryna strike a chord and it’s probably a-
i could really do this sh-t like every day
why they tryna play the kid,i don’t ever play
i-i’m not a gamer like that, but
flip the mix, i’m about to bring it right back
this drop is kinda hard like, why the f-ck he say it like that
like what the f-ck, oh my god this’ll take ‘em right back to-
i don’t know, whenever they made sh-t like that
but it’s the kid, born 06, and i’m
tryna get that cheese, some digiorno sh-t
baggy hoodie and a fitted, i’ve done work those fits
but the glasses on my face, know i done worn them sh-ts
since i was like 6, now it’s almost 2026
i’m almost 20, sh-t, f-ck it in any situation
i been making hits since way before them state events
was making sh-t just to fix my mental as a lil grainy kid
but maybe since, then, i done switched a bit
[outro]
it’s kid wcked, no i, they gotta feel this sh-t
yea

[part ii: weed]

[intro]
my father… felt like that he was part of the world, and he was doing some good, and working hard
all my brothers and sisters. they all felt pretty good, until (i ain’t out of passion, but)
he died (f-ck it)

[verse]
i ain’t out of passion, but i’m out of practice, lacking tact
cus every time i try to make something just put sh-t on the track
and hope it isn’t whack and then i run it back until this sh-t exact
but i’m meticulous, that’s how i make my raps
i have to craft a statement that’s impactful when i place it
vacant in my head, i’m heading to heaven, just hope i make it
made a 7-word sentence into a verse, for what?
case in point, i’m a perfectionist and it f-cking sucks
d-mn, boutta hit the stu, my n-ggas in the tuck
d-mn, steady been wondering if they give a f-ck (d-mn)
i’m the one that nods off, talks soft
energy dying slowly, sorry you might’ve known me
weeding through the seed, why i’m always looking
sparking up, flames in the booth when i’m cooking
searching through the smoke, i just see my reflection
work out for the body, but heart is in question
go it alone, even though i got the support
self-destructive, i be making it harder for sure
wanna reach out, but see how, honesty forces them to come to terms with the me now
and not the n-gga i was when we met, straight edged
was easier to make friends, and easier when they end
so, i roll up, head in the clouds, i’ll never get down
but f-ck it, i’m settled for now, kid

- kid wcked deadpantv

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