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letra de january 3rd [freestyle] - kwasi arthur

i don’t need a powerpoint to ever give you my word
i’m just trying to lead the flock so i don’t care what you heard
when i spit the truth, they find it absurd, if anyone asks i wrote this on january the 3rd
everything in moderation, including moderation; i ain’t scared of an enemy
just these friends that are really pagans
most guys think i really made it
ex-friends filled with loads of hatred, dealing with complex situations, with complex solutions with people that are quite basic
problems that are out of this world, so i’m alienated
high expectations that i can’t keep, thinking about all the accolades that i can’t reach
call me drake, cause’ if you’re reading it’s too late
there’s a party next door and i just wanna preach
i write for my people’s having troubles with their evils
still disturbing london like i’m flipping sasha keable
black stars trying to be fly like super eagles
wish i never played these games cause’ in my resident she’s evil
all these negative thoughts they’re all in your head
wrote this at 2am, and after that i never slept
physically you’re alive but mentally you’re dead
all these girls are feeling blue over the texts that they read
i’m not sure if it’s a gift or a curse, i was listening to jhene thinking maybe i’m the worst
these girls thought i was sweet until the star went and burst
man i was listening to jango way before i was tha first
man you heard, bad things occurred, things were once clear but nowadays it’s just blurred
relationships deterred; and i ain’t that guy to clear up rumours that you heard
i’m sorry to the people that tried to overlook me
so much spoken words i might break like suli
bilal was that friend that really tried to push me
they don’t want to join your boat until you’re floating quite cushty
you’re a funny guy on insta might call you rene
this is more than you can stomach but you’re buying all these bellies, i’m the guy in them converse not bothered by giuseppes
i had troubles writing this but i’m so d-mn ready
i told denis i’m the best, he said ‘kwasi, where’s the proof?’
cause’ i was making demonstrations way before my youth
they say ‘when’s the tape dropping’ i don’t even give no clues
i wanna get my mum in a convertible just to raise the roof
i used to watch holby city, till’ my life became one big casualty
stuck between sanity and vanity, all these guys are mad at me
and you can feel that i’m real when you -n-lyse my family
why? cause my brain’s working, heart’s hurting
not the same person, overworking, never cursing, fashion’s burning
it’s an oxymoron the way i’m earning in the cold furnace
and you would think i play for city the way i deal with sterling
so why the flip do they always want to mention my name
it was a dreamland when we started our campaign
i ain’t talking about the weather when i say i wanna reign
i don’t need a powerpoint to ever give you my word
i’m just trying to lead the flock so i don’t care what you heard
when i spit the truth, they find it absurd, if anyone asks i wrote this on january the 3rd
i don’t need a powerpoint to ever give you my word
i’m just trying to lead the flock so i don’t care what you heard
when i spit the truth, they find it absurd, if anyone asks i wrote this on january the 3rd
check check
mad transition

- kwasi arthur

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