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letra de his story - mic righteous

[intro]
let the beat ride as we rise
as life spills from my tongue, even with eyes sealed, i still write my story with love
so check it out

[verse 1]
monday morning comes, we hit the lab
did my first track with the first verse, never turned back
i went home that night, needed back that vibe
all i wanted to do was sit in the studio and write
next day, 10 o’clock, on my jays
i went back, stray dog
pen and a pad, banging that same squat
banging on a dude’s door, it’s 12 o’clock
been here for two hours, who’s counting, at 11 i was banging on the letterbox, outside, it’s baking hot
30 degrees, hoodie still on
door opens, greeted by a lean-head, jaw swollen, just woken
yawning like “morning mate”, nah it’s almost four i thought you died
he’s like “you can’t just turn up and walk inside”
what happened last night?
he told me “i can’t lie
i should’ve never let you in plus jack invested in his equipment, now he’s getting p-ssed
we’re letting people in that he’s never seen”
i’m like sh-t, f-ck, in the blink of an eye
i think of a lie
anything to get the ink from the lines on the beat from the sheet
so i told him it’s sweet
jack knows me
and if i give him some p, i can record for a whole week
not thinking that he could phone man like that yeah i’ve been caught out
not thinking about the fact that this plan ain’t thought out
i can’t even fork out four pound
how can i pay jack? i couldn’t even afford snout
he could walk in while i walk out
i can’t back down and turn back now
plus f-ck that ’cause school’s boring
to my surprise, he falls for it
like “ah well, i guess j-man calmed down
so when do you wanna start pal?”
“ah f-ck it, i’ll start now”
so when do you wanna start pal?”
“ah f-ck it, i’ll start now”
no handouts
now look who the man now
now look who the man now
’cause i left school when i was fifteen
no one at home to tell me get clean
i got a job washing dishes for a living
wasn’t in it so i quit it
how i did it was a mystery
i didn’t do it, it was mr. e
i didn’t rest that week, the rest is history
21 songs better off, one step towards another life
then jack walks through the studio door just when i thought i was done in time

- mic righteous

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