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letra de ventilate - nukhu flud

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the stars will not align with no reason to try
here i go, take it all, please just give me a sign
’cause i’m lost in my mind, not a soul to be found

pondering on times when my soul seemed to be so ground(ed)

did everything i could but i could not amount
to that pressure weighing on me ’till it burst from the spout
i now sip from the glass of a bottomless well
(so thirsty)
reelin’ in some sanity for show, not for tell

nasal breathing to the dome, hold it in then exhale
reminisce how far i’ve come, now i know that i’ll prevail
i just gotta persevere, treat it like the first of year
my resolution: execution; make a play, what’s worth than fear?
(nothing)

shedding all these ears via in between my ears
it’s been over 2 years, every day the thought nears
of a better day, a getaway
breaking down these walls, i need to ventilate

i need to ventilate
let me demonstrate
working ’round the clock to get my demons straight
seems like all them dirty b-st-rds do is scheme and hate
so i tell em’

not today motherf-cker i need a break
let me chill, put in work till i see the cake
can i please not go berserk for at least a day
can i cheese, maybe smirk just release the pain

bow my head proceed to pray
i know i ain’t sh-t but my intentions remain clear as day
the old me dead and gone, i have resp-wned
and i am here to stay

f-cked up in the past, i did some bad
but i can’t feel no shame
but d-mn i wish we’d last ’cause this new ass
it just don’t feel the same

i know somebody feels my pain

but i gotta look ahead, can’t be focused on that past
mother f-ck a slice of bread, need that sh-t in stacks
double back, do it twice again
type of sh-t entice the man
defining plans to find some bands, circulate, recycle bands
but lately my own rival, man my mind has got some fighting hands

and a nasty uppercut, so dodge and duck

but it’s a war in my head, i call it land mine
don’t fit in with the mankind
stick out like a tan line, speaking of
you so d-mn fine baby
i can buy some wine
just don’t waste my d-mn time baby
it’s worth more than dimes

but you’re a pretty penny
i used to love endlessly
would comfort me from misery
when i f-ck up, forgive me

i’m daily working on myself, my ego fending off the help
i need to grab that motherf-cker, throw em’ high on top a shelf

every day, new opportunity to spark some continuity
to start a newfound unity with others just like you and me
peace of mind, soon to be
leave behind the foolery
just give me back the love and take me back to how it used to be

- nukhu flud

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