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letra de track.3 making it count - mic-on-mic

[verse]

uh yuh aye , yuh aye look uh

i’m out of work and very tired…drained from life
so much right now i swear i’m uninspired
what good is it if people say that my music’s fire
if deep down truly i want the numbers to be higher
but i promise you my motives ain’t never been cynical
the idea to work a job that you love that is my princ-p-l
but what’s my main focus when i’m feeling really hopeless
even when i’m at my dopest is that no one else will notice

[pre-chorus]
the problems that i face cause i put that on me
and the actions that i take is what falls on me
so i write to my music causе it’s what calms me
and just wait for the day that a crowd can call me
rеlate to my feels, acknowledge words so real
and on top of all that maybe offer me a deal
splitting half a mill, the spot-life for real
the stage in a hill, purpose full-filled !

[hook]
but i know that this takes time and i hope i’m right tho (yesenia)
for me and my girl she is too kind tho
to all of my needs (mic)
but i hope i won’t let my habbits be a cycle
so let’s try to keep this on a high note
cause life switches like this beat (together)
[verse 2]

uh yuh aye
yes i’m the same motherf-cker that was present on the last beat
the same one to brainstorm this sh-t just ask me
too great like gatsby , the flow so nasty
trying to be remembered like the bible everlasting
the youngest of three, went on a k!lling spree
in the land of the free, murdering the first amendment
don’t care if you get offended
this my message and i send it
with a lofi beat and the 808 blended
the bass is distorted my liquor imported
cause i can afford it two cups when i pour it
he talking big game but i know he not for it
these rappers be talking bout ride in that foreign
then flex on the gram but ain’t ever been touring
while i grind from them trenches so my sound stay soaring
kid buu i’m absorbing the flow still in orbit
congesting the speakers poetical heaters
get rid of the creepers and running them leaders
outside the premises, stiff like a feminist
i reminisce , a nemesis back on a sega genesis
combatting with the illest sense , and saving up my innocence
for writing lines with deeper sense, been doing it the illest since
my days in the kitchen, in my lane never switching
put this beat in submission this ain’t no f-cking audition
i’m just gaining recognition through the possible flyest position

- mic on mic

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