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letra de let the buyer beware - 『tiny dancer』(jorda)

[verse 1: rich reiny]
man just quit, can’t even throw a gat d-mn fit
counterfeit, that’s what y’all are rocking with
take a hint you need some peppermint
cdg? rather rock the brand with 3

act like a bunch of rebels brand ain’t even ralph level
do you need to flex on hoes? with gaudy lame logos?
insecurity’s exposed sorry i don’t mean to impose
but that’s the way it goes, mhm, lit the fuse it’s time to blow

money out wasted just for a fit that’s basic
shamelessly complacent, b-tch you ain’t even famous
just a pain in the -n-s, not to mention you’re nameless
ya end up the lamest, your taste is rather tasteless

bring out the essentials, fear of god go mental
young boy from adidas girls scream “buenos dias”
i can stand with jesus don’t come in between us
time to make a thesis of their suspicious dress pieces

20 thousand pesos on an old lacoste jacket
but the knowledge to rock it? sucker you lack it
enough to impress a ratchet, don’t got colors to match it
when it matters you won’t even make the basket
i can say with no doubt, you only do this for the clout
just personify yourself, ya dumb sell out
just put on a normal fit, you dumb stupid b-tch

[verse 2:『tiny dancer』]
let the buyer beware, it’s an allusion affair
the label that you rock dy’know the meaning that’s there?
that content that you walk, the nuances that you balk
there’s a movement in that cloth, an idea to be caught

and if you’re waiting in the line, with “entrepreneurs” oh so divine
five of them all combined, to buy out each of every kind
now it’s twice its price, the hustle of style
but meanwhile, peep a distant lifestyle

wasting your time on impressing these plebes you are
following fads, not the shepherd, a sheep, that shrubbery
mane, the hallmark of the plain, that virile that you
feign is much smaller when veiled, that lifestyle that you

rock and that junk that you smoke, not here for the time
i got limited scope, i’ll just croak from a stroke
everyone has got a spot on the clock, you chose
yours making tiktoks to each their own but i’d rather

waste my time not on the phone, whipped by hormones
bite awful vogues, wearing awful clothes, wearing
cheap cologne, cycle like ozone, become another clone
go on and claim the “yearning for affirmation” throne and the
meaning prefer feelings, ampere reason, chauffeur deceiving
ego feeding, fame that’s fleeting, joy that’s fleeting, stain that’s fleeting and that
trendy jacket, a h&m classic fast
fashion, never lasting, dirt rag fabric

environment, a “harm & maim” habit churn
carbon, horrid branding it’s not cotton, now they wind up common
nothing more inspires for one to squirm than
one who has: chains, braces, and a perm

[bridge]
world was on fire and no one could save me but you
my fantasy has turned to madness
and all my goodness has turned to badness
it’s strange what desire will make foolish people do

my need to possess you has has has consumed my soul
world was on fire and no one could save me but you
my life is tragic my life is tragic i have no control
it’s strange what desire will make foolish people do

of all the pretty faces he has seen, he had never found one more fascinating than his own
i cannot sleep i cannot sleep
he grew more and more attracted by his own image
i need you i need you by sun or candlelight
he never once looked away from his own reflection!
you want to leave? no, accept defeat
but as narcissus reached through the water to touch the face
that so fascinated him, it simply disappeared…

disappeared… disappeared… disappeared… disappeared…
disappeared… disappeared… disappeared… disappeared…
disappeared… disappeared… disappeared… disappeared…

- 『tiny dancer』jorda

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