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letra de they don't get it - lumpydrake

because i owe it to rap
i do it in my sleep
it’s a genre for you, but a lifestyle for me
just keep moving forward (forward!), i won’t stop it here
you better do it too, there’s no time to breath
i owe it to иf, to eminem, to dre
if i got the new god inside, have to put it on the plate
i’m not faking my beliefs, ld’s just a name
i do it for the music and never for the fame
y’all never see it, ‘cause i keep it in a sh-ll
i barely even feel it, ‘cause i don’t believe myself
yeah
i think that you can tell, can you tell?
i am scared of you but i am scared of me as weeell
woo!
so i run in this game
rapping, the adrenaline rush in my veins
i forget who you are i forget your hate, it doesn’t matter always finish first place
but i’m not the same
yo we all have something, escape in the late hours, that’s only ours, and i know that rap makes me wanting to play
so come out of your comfort zone and visit my field!
i started it years ago, and i still have nothing
it rushed through my heart, and totally got me
yeah, it can be calm, but it can be buzzy
level after level i’m searching for something
that’s lasting, that defines me, that could be written on my gravestone, truthfully
helping me, as i am growing, a weapon a shield, a lumpy a drake who stands up for what i believe
ay!
you can never make it stop
i
got the rap inside my blood
my
brain is full of rhymes and lines
style
what i need to create ‘cause the rest is online!
something’s gonna make me blow
up
every time i’m mentioned i’m gonna show
up
but i’m just as scared of growing up
as the clock is ticking (tick-tock-tick- tick-tock)
everybody’s asking me if i like drake
heh no
i don’t copy my life’s straight
won’t plagiarize, so don’t worry that my lines fake
lumpydrake is unique, he is my mind’s shape
there is nothing i won’t do so they will highlight me
but half a year has passed and i still got no name
yeah
the point is nothing just write me
i will write back hundred lines, ‘cause you can’t surprise me!
woo
my expectations high, and my burdens are rising
i am very sensitive that’s kind of surprising
i’m writing on the bus, and i’m writing during class, i’m writing and writing
and still no one’s signing?
i know it’s not working like that at all
but trust me, just look at the notes in my phone
some of ‘em are lame, but some of ’em are cold
like some ice in the summer, they can crush your soul
hehh
i’m sorry
i don’t wanna k!ll anyone with my music
it’s hard to hold me back, because sometimes i lose it
and that is why it’s weird, that god really chose me
but did he really choose me?
my rhymes seem phoney
maybe it will disappear
until then i’m sorry (i’m sorry!)
he planted my story, and gave me a bottle
but i pour the water so the rhymes can be conquered
but is rap really about rhymes? you know…
i don’t see a lot of them and it’s sad to know, that we don’t need but a beat, that is fire, need the heat, the bass and the feeling of power, and a feat with a voice, we just need another dopamine hit, k!lled the music for money, all we feel is greed
i wanna create value, and try it like slim
but being great is hard, ‘cause the scale is pretty thin
the point of this song is for you to understand that i rap ‘cause my brain tryna express itself
i won’t stop it ever
regardless of the fame and money and the women that come with the name
that’s lame!
that don’t represent life
and as i had said it you can’t live that twice
so i rap in this first and last one ‘cause i
know that music makes me feel alive
yeah

- lumpydrake

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