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letra de shooting stars - n0va

[verse 1: n0va]
it’s electric in the room
a mind collective , we push the limits – test our methods on a tune
i’m so dope like what you burn up on a spoon
and what they sell out to the kids to make em sign up for platoons
ain’t ready for my doom, but i invested in my tomb
used to think im bulletproof f-ck testing it with wounds
cuz i been blowing up my ego like im setting up balloons
my girls so fire she using petrol for perfume
dreamt of sharing the stage with kendrick in the june
but it’s a cold long winter protecting my coc–n
i learn my lessons and i’m destined to improve
but i be stressing i throw my perspective to the moon
but it always bouncing back like its connected to a womb
try to cut the chord but to weapons its immune
my city staying static while i leap metrics with my moves
i’m restless and i’m obsessed to make the best of my youth

[chorus]
at night i’m stuck staring at the sky
trailing all the shooting stars
watching all the time go by
every year going round the sun
everytime that i fall i rise
like a pheonix through the flame
watchu learn from a strangers eyes
can shed more light than all the fame

[verse 2]
i feel a crack in my bones
and i been always locked up with shackles of stone
like the attack of the clones- it’s a tired sequel
always been poorly received when im rapping alone
so i’m just grabbing my phone
i been calling you up –try to ask for collabs on a track
but they slack and postpone
still put in work when i be racking in loans
planning my attack on the throne
please just pardon the smack in my tone
i lurk in the back of the zone
silently hacking the drones
i got nothing to eat just snack on patrone
and im so drunk off the high im back in the lows
im stuck like in traffic i froze
i been spitting off domes and and i been practicing flows
all of y’all always asking whatever happened to nov?
i’ve been here in my home just mapping my prose

[verse 3]
been trying to hold back tears
but it ain’t easy when i throw back beers
but beer helps make the facts disappear
with every birthday im wishing i could hold back years

i’m pushing 30
i ain’t asking for mercy
im pushing kush
id tell the truth a jury
let me spit a verse where i immerse me
i been cursed for years to be the worst me
how could i reverse these?
decisions
that i made with no precision
and everyones got they own opinions
like nova whats yo mission?
you even got a religion?
you even think about the human condition?
or how they treating blacks in prisons?
naw – all the people lacking vision
f-ck that, they lack ambition
making claims but facts is missin
the truth is up and out the krakens risen
i paid my time i got my patch and ribbon

- n0va

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