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letra de fall from grace - nks (nz)

[refrain]
no one compliments my rapping
‘cause they too busy chatting ‘bout my other areas of expertise
most of them are cynical
but i know i’m blowing through invisible like the prevailing westerlies
oh you know i love a breeze
those of least value probably got the highest entertaining tendencies
please pass the sauce to me
an important ingredient for my audible recipes
no one compliments my rapping
‘cause they too busy chatting ‘bout my other areas of expertise
most of them are cynical
but i know i’m blowing through invisible like the prevailing westerlies
oh you know i love a breeze
those of least value probably got the highest entertaining tendencies
please pass the sauce to me
an important ingredient for my audible recipes

[verse]
i’ve dealt with the laws of life
fallen right down to the bottom heights
played with a deck missing a six of spades
crossing lines, never moving in a single lane
who’s tryna douse competitive spirits with those
who are only satisfied to partic-p-te?
no faking, no gimmicks, let’s be real
who doesn’t wanna win a game?
no playing, i’ve been finished, done with beef
i’m never the type of guy to instigate
nowadays if i ever enter a conflict
my first thought will be to immediately disengage
‘cause i’m way too busy studying the tricks of the trade
aiming to reach a level where i’ll still finesse the game
despite any tricks which are played
assimilate situations then manipulate
i always look out for me before i look out for you, mate
please, don’t you say i discriminate
sometimes it might be a good thing that you missed the train
death to me is a distant date
who knows when it’s due, hopefully not soon
but what the f— can i do if it’s just fate?
this is just one depth of my mind i navigate
such thoughts ain’t surface level, look how i imaginate
listen to my raps, it’s evidence for you to validate
producing statements in which i make implicit claims
based on the truths i dissimulate
painting pictures, see the way i ill-strate
check the rhymes, juicier than delicious grapes
in this world of judging people, i’m just proving my case
as brief as i can like a suited lawyer, in a way
this hobby’s helping me to improve how i articulate
getting worn out, losing sense, i’m feeling a bit ‘fraid
fingertips clinging the cliff’s edge, assuming pink nails
wish i could pause the grind and cl!ck “save”
restore my progress after a quick break
maybe a trip to the bay, perhaps a foreign holiday
drop the weight of my shoulders and reach that blissful, euphoric state
these usually are the shortest days
mind moving lazier than a walking pace
ebbing and flowing like i’m tryna be sea
but i ain’t talking no prehistoric date
bro i’m on the beach
my face is absorbed in a longing gaze
senses slaves to the sun’s warming rays
more like scorching rays
but there’s something i love about the flawless blaze
feels like i’ve gone insane
what i hoped not to become, but now what i’ve embraced
reaching out, distancing from my cautious ways
look at god’s play, fall from grace
feliz season

- nks nz

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