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letra de findsomething - nick kopel

[verse 1]
what is life
what is wrong and right
what do i do before i reach the white light
i’m gonna try and make a career take flight
i’m gonna stay up late into the night
because apparently that’s when the time is right
when my mind wide awake and i can think of a rhyme i can’t shake
you gotta work with you
and do what you do
i’m sporadic
my mind races like an addict
but once i had the thought of being strict it cl!cked that if i want to i can make something sick
i just have to pick
do it now or then
nine out of ten times imma forget
so instead of sleeping i sit down
put on a beat and stare at the ground
a rhyme i found
i write it down
what next
i’m perplexed
look at the text
i’m the best
i restart and say it with my chest
im so happy you can be a guest
to the process
i’m making progress
what do i wanna address
what do i want you to try and process
maybe that you can do it too
write a rhyme or two
i believe in you
you don’t have to
just find your own way
to lift the sh-t that weigh on your mental
i’m not here to be gentle
but i know what it’s like to be my own parental
f-ck you if you’re judgmental
this is just what i go to when i hear this instrumental
the fact it’s true isn’t coincidental
the fact i bring it up now isn’t accidental
it fits
and i’m done giving a sh-t
it’s real life
it’s what i feel when i pick up the mic
that’s right
[verse 2]
second verse
it’s not better or worse
it’s constantly quality
give each verse equality
give my full honesty
i feel like it adds it’s own novelty
in some cases it adds its own comedy
possibly the prophecy shows me as the prodigy
maybe i’ll have better luck due to technology
i don’t need no label
i know what i bring to the table
it would be nice to make this sh-t stable
but it’s a gamble
the hardest part will be trying to clear a sample
i dabble in music
but hey i bought this mic so i mine as well use it
always wanted to as a kid
if i knew my future i couldn’t imagine what i would’ve did
definitely would of had a album or two
but f-ck it who knew
not even god
because when i was that age i thought the numbers were against my odd
in the day i hung with the squad
but in the night i blared music through my ipod
trying to not hear them fight
listening to i don’t give a f-ck every night
well not quite
i had it on shuffle
it didn’t matter since it barley m-ffled the screams
doesn’t surprise me why i never used to dream
you look at my past and you start to see a theme
no one can tell me i didn’t go through sh-t as a teen
but now it’s time to make this green
i’ve seen what i seen and heard what i heard
but a little birdy told me to hold my word
he came back and told me to let it out
i put my hands cupped over my mouth
and shout
[verse 3]
you bet your ass i’m not looking for clout
i just doubt that anyone else will ever open their mouth
so think of me as a scout
real rap is in a drought
i might pull from the grout but it’s just the beginning
i have to make up for years of sinning to prepare for years of winning
wishing i was dead and not paying attention to what was going on in my head
i made my bed and i’m ready to rest
but i woke up in my coffin dressed
god sent me on this quest
he had one request
live
i asked him why
he asked me if i was high
i said no
he gave me a blunt and said let’s go
she showed me the way
he showed me my last day
he asked me what i had to say
i said i didn’t want it to end that way
he smirked
he knew it worked
i woke up and got to writing
ever since then i’ve been fighting
with the nail biting topics
without dr.dre diagnostics i can say what i need
nothing is to far when you never patched the hole they left to bleed
doctor do you understand why i need this weed
i’m so sane i’m crazy
it’s not until everything else in my brain is hazy that i start to realize it has all been due to the fact i’m lazy
that maybe i can do something if i want to
all i have to do is try
all i have to do is get enough people to listen that i can get by
that if i really wanted i can make my own pie
i give a slice to everyone that helped me
i don’t give a f-ck if they already wealthy
and healthy
i’m twenty
i’ll be a millionaire by twenty one
i said it son so consider it done
manifestation is so much fun
obviously i gotta work
but f-ck being a gas station clerk
i bet more of you could reach your dreams if you didn’t take percs
but hey whatever works
anyone that wants to work with me hit up
i’ll do a verse
50/50

- nick kopel

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