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letra de naded - melvin burch

[intro]
unh

[verse 1]
heard y’all want me to rap like this
it’s been a long time, i ain’t snapped like this since back when i was trying to go super saiyan in my grandpa’s bas-m-nt
that was like 10
now i’m like 20; i say “like” cause that’s what i’d be if i was like them
all those things i see outside that make me want to stay right in
insular; insecure; interesting; innovative
and every other “in” that’s in my mind, to be frank, i’m so inundated

feel it-

[hook]
all…
i feel it all…
i feel it all…
i feel it all…
it’s not enough…
more to discover…
lay down…
they’re dropping bombs…

[verse 2]
life keeps giving me bombs
yeah, all day i get lemonade-ed
but i made it here, and not a minute late
it’s my recipe and i’ll demonstrate it
i take ’em in; squeeze ’em dry; water; sugar; integrate it
then i stir it up, shake it up, go get a paper cup, and i pour up, insta-faded
i’m so gone… off thought, as i “cough-cough” on this subtext
it’s hard to form a phrase, i just wanna say i like your sundress
don’t say how many men you’ve dated, i won’t mention my one ex
and we can talk double standards while looking at the sunset

like…

[aside]
yeah… i don’t have a girlfriend
it’s complicated
but, um… i wouldn’t mind… talking to you? a little more? later?

anyway…

[verse 3]
unh
i’m back like a spine, they should rap like a mime
take a second, let it p-ss through your mind
wait, no, i’m not askin’ for time from this rap demographic, i’m sn-tchin’ it, bye to the rolexes and the hublots
i don’t do those, man, no necklace
no flexin’, unless and except when i’m ridin’ ’round the city actin’ so reckless, like
16 for that steak; left a 20 dollar tip
either i really liked that waitress, or i have no common sense
like
30 for that sushi… all i got was a crunch roll
i guess that makes me basic, but i basically just stunt, though
and that’s all me, no stunt double, i’m crash landing on a late night
and trust me, i don’t want trouble, but i’m turnt’ up with no brake light

i feel it-

[hook]

[bridge (x2)]
i’m just swervin’ through this earth with friends
searchin’ for some worth and pens
just so we can work a freakin’ verse into a he-rs- again

[outro]
shout out cameron… compl3xx. crashprez. cde! inside joke

- melvin burch

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