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letra de ​survivorship bias - ​mr. master

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[prod. by mr. master]

[intro: mr. master]
history is written by the winners, the finishers
natural inspiration for beginners
on behalf of the quitters
reality is far less perfect a picture
hope is not a permanent fixture
it withers when luck picks one
alive to tell the tale of survival
those who fell and failed are stifled
never the man blinded
followin’ a dream misguided
realized it, and put it behind him
never the woman who chased it, and outpaced it
grew beyond the childhood dream
and accepts her young adulthood was wasted
never give up until
talent works its hardest
and gets you k!lled

[verse: mr. master]
and in case y’all senile
i got the rhythm on tap. that’s the reason i tap out
smart’s on speed dial. reason i spaz out
ultra. ain’t been green since i’s teenage
back when rap had locks on the gates
it was ’09. teacher picked on me to read
whole verse, one breath. whole class on its feet
that’s a bug bite. scratchin’ that itch every week
’til the class sat down and started fallin’ asleep
tellin’ old friends call me my new rap name
they would all play along, but none of ’em could relate
j. cole, kanye, mac miller. same day
i’s geekin’. only one i knew pressin’ play
hey,isn’t that kid the same kid from onstage?
talent show. rap on his own, but don’t place?
please hold this. gabe’s got a rap for his fanbase
cameras handled by my classmates
fate made the play-cast yearbook rotc kid
a youtube cypherin’ wannabe big
i had sharpied-on cds sellin’ out quick
by my lonesome. only one headed to northridge
the csun hip hop culture club
that’s the old school clan. had the whole school stunned
i’s a freshman, figurin’ out what’s goin’ on
and i found out rappin’ on the oviatt lawn with
quinn, jacques, josh, von
brandon, julie, oscar, ahkin, and all in between
we were motley, mobbin’ at collective and vocal artillery
but none of ’em could ever stand next to the
games room energy up, that’s all us
i’s vp, bookin’ the room, gatherin’ funds
put the work in, til i heard a call from above
tellin’ me “take this nerdcore rap dream and run.”
had a harebrained scheme that i needed to make
hit the studio and scream. gave the staff headaches
i found purpose. knew i had to risk sumn’ great
i wore that hoodie for an entire year and a half straight
wore that hoodie everyday for a year and a half
same hoodie, same shorts, same shoes, same backpack
look at me sideways. they all would laugh
’til the pigeons and planes landed square in my lap
i had all this adrenaline. runnin’ on fumes
’til a manic episode broke me down in the bathroom
a hospital stay, change clothes and i moved
had to rehabilitate with medication and group
re-enrolled in community college and made friends
who have no idea ’bout who i was back then
they know gabriel. weirdo kid with the weird mind
and a small lil rap thing he does on the side
graduated to state, and now i’m aztec proud
that’s enough of the story for you to catch up now
i got back up back up. now i’m world renowned
so let’sall get lost on this path i found
because if i can do it, then you can too
said if i can do it, then you can too
i said if i can do it, then you can too
said if i can do it, then you can too
said if i can do it…
i said if i can do it…
because if i can do it…
then so can you

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