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letra de silver - mustafa khan

silver

[verse 1]
forever inspired and never required to show it
but nemesis try to pry away signs of growing
so sickenin you can hear it up in my voice i know it
hold up give me a moment
i guess i gotta sit back and look back on all of the p-ssion
i used to have when i really wanted to change the world
topic soundin like grade school girls talkin bout
braids and dreams
i mean
i never braided my hair tho styll
but i sit back and i think about the fact that
maybe i shoulda left the innocence intact
i remember now the way i used to see the world
but with all the gold unfurld the shiny surface
turned to silver
now tell me, did i age faster than the jewels did?
the gold on the surface is just an illusion
i used to duck behind my own words
sucker punched by earth and left for dead before i blossomed out the dirt
and shid i never saw it happen but i’m glad it did
i’m glad this journey turned to something that i’m happy with
i’m glad i stumbled on your beautiful mind
shining through mine
and had they never crossed
i don’t know how i’d rather spend

[hook feat. hanna mars]
(all this gold)
these days…
(all this gold)
gold fades
(all this gold)
these days
(all this gold)

turned to something that i’m happy with
i’m glad i stumbled on your beautiful mind
shining through mine
and had they never crossed
i don’t know how i’d rather spend

[verse 2]
lets pretend its not about us for a second
a second guess isn’t worth another mistake
i wanna feel like i’m alive when i’m in heaven
i never guessed it would be this hectic
i guess i was destined to be the best at just being reckless
suppressin the feelin of feelin less when when not in your presence
a lesson that i learned the hard way, wait
“where you headin’ to?”
i mean you never know
said i’m just swayin in the bas-m-nt with no metronome
another believer from the south of my city
it doesn’t get warmer than the love of my city
we turn the cold into gold
with all of us lookin pretty
ready as f-ck to run amok i’m talkin worldwide
talks of us winnin
the thought of us winnin
is obviously all that im thinkin
i’m confident i’m locked down but i am not imprisoned
i mean you heard the bars line and you know that i’m with it
i spit it my syllables slither with the strength of my soul
this silver and gold what keep me surrounded
so whether speak on my speech or speaker be speechless
let the struggle be soundless
and let the silver lining cover the severed head of the serpent
if the gold is what we seek then the silver is what we work with
lets hope the gold that i’m giving up to get more is worth it

and if it ain’t then, perfect

got plenty more

- mustafa khan

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