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letra de who nose - nariz

h-llo. introducing myself. waddup. my name’s narizzle
nareezy. na. nose to say the least. otherwise known in spanish as nariz
man, i’m giving you that homeless fame
depression, joy, pain
yeah, but the p-ssion though, insane
i ain’t really one to bang, but i know a couple thangs
born and raised in that city with a mission. san gabriel, california
gentrified nowadays. different though growing up
yup. i wasn’t known, but i know enough to never interrupt the business of a k!ller
bruh, i’m in the cut with indica. steady puffing up production
if you hear my music bumping in the club, fill my cup
til the stuff overflows, and hoes drop it low
homies be like, “ayyo, this sh-t goes!” “who, nose?”

who it be. n-a-r-i-z. yeah b-tch, that be me
on the scene, for a while but you wouldn’t f-ck with me
ever since i was a child, i knew that i’d be something
so i give a crooked smile cuz you couldn’t f-ck with me
still can’t as i chant. as i rant. as i roar
that my stacks getting fat like my tracks. i got more
than a handful of raps that you just can’t ignore so
give it up. listen up. man, here we go. yo

i could’ve been on top of this sh-t when i was 19 years old
but i wanted to f-ck around. dysfunctional amateur trying to go pro
but trying ain’t good enough when you ain’t doing much. that isn’t new to us
man, i ain’t stupid. just wasn’t that studious. lost in thought like funkdoobiest
confusing, when you choosing abusing things that’ll leave you losing
boy, that’s facts. getting caught up cuz you don’t know how to act man
homie, relax. won’t make it to your goals
if you’re going as slow as you’ve been taking you -ssh0l- but who knows man

who nose

processing all this info to your brain
yeah, they call i’m nosey. well that be my name.
used to be that kid hopping off the train til i
yow! went insane. jumping out a plane
i can be doing so much more, so i’m doing more
family. don’t be mad at me as i go explore
my insanity. nothing shady bout it like a canopy.
simply expanding these fantasies to reality
uh. now i’m fully grown. making corporate provolone
selling out the life i’ve known. facts
i don’t care who’s on the throne, but gimme a microphone? i’m never acting right in zones
acronym having him rapping in patterns and words be scattering. sound like rambling
whoa. biggie said “and if you don’t know, now you know.”
now you know, but if you know me well enough, then let me ask you something
who nose about 31 republic?

who knows about that real street hustling? they don’t make em like they used to. everything now on youtube. i’m gonna go and do it too
who knows about it? who knows how many times that i’ve been doubted, outed, taken for granted? can it be, that my time here on this planet is meant for me to plan it accordingly? or more importantly, enjoy each moment you breathe. supposedly you worry less. i do my best to understand it

approaching with the notion of rinsing every ocean. ain’t sipping on the potion. convinced that i was chosen to ripping every open mic. no, i ain’t boasting
i wish it was a lie but why would i be joking?
the sh-t i’m into? yeah, it’s been influential
in my intuition, and my instrumentals
before i handle business, i’ll make it plain n simple
i need a piece of paper stating anything official. ok?

31 republic. yeah, that be the subject
the heart of my design and rhymes. the state of mind how i’m judging my surroundings
free styling and i’m loving how it’s sounding
i’m reminded of the times when i was clowning around with my dawgs and a pound of that god’s gift. off of the ground
squad lit but yo, where are they now? who nose?
no time to wine for young merlos. now check it

i know to get results, you really gotta put in work. it isn’t easy money. yo, it’s gonna hurt.
i know it don’t happen without a fair share of fails. record labels loss of sales. going off the rails. d-mn
i know addictions all too well. self-inflicted. help is given, but tripping inside your h-ll
i know the steps you gotta take to resurrect, but y’all be gambling when it ain’t safe to place a bet. challenging but

yet each day i get it sold
why they stay and never fold
dice the dough with every roll, or watch it grow

that’s why i’m out here doing somersaults
burning up money like it’s the summers fault
entrepreneurial vision. i’m looking for any angle
just an angel in the city who lost his halo. label me so
gave you my soul. man, we’ll see how it goes, but who nose?

- nariz

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