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letra de bottle on my coaster - rhyman

i’m at a crossroad in my life
don’t wanna tussle wanna fight
i just woke up and sold my mic

threw in my towel
that’s what you’d like to hear
wouldn’t you?
couldn’t you be a little more real?
you think every little mole hill
will lead to me getting critical?
i know this isn’t the pinnacle
exposure is minimal
crazy how they suppress individuals
who have the guts to express biblical thoughts
criminal not
cause i deal some pot?
f-ck that, everybody does that
what’s a little bud, hash?
takes away the blood rash
it’s a way to avoid drug tax
a whole convoy full of blunt wraps, amen!
i’mma grind till i can chill in a coffin’
filled with some pot and vodka
couple of chill pills stuck in my nostrils, also
wanna be rolled out on a green carpet
make sure you drop me
never be cautious
cause i’ve been dropped more than a f faucet
or its content no profit still a prophet
no rocket but high as a comet
atomic on top like a bonnet
no comment, i don’t like gossip
i don’t wanna stir up sh-t and toss it
prefer to chill in my closet
make awesome verses and choruses
bend words like a wordsmith’s origin
or is it more than the motherf story says?
what if i’m a boy who suffers more
than fish after oil spills?
kids after earthquakes on their birthday
and the worst thang is that momma didn’t make it out the
motherf debris
the rubble, sh-t take moment let it settle
let it sink in this is why i’m drinkin’
i can’t deal with such situations
i don’t wanna face them just place the…

bottle on my coaster, coaster
now i know i’m not supposed to
but i think it brings me closer, closer
to what i want in life what i want in life and that’s a
bottle on my coaster, coaster
now i know i’m not supposed to
but i think it brings me closer, closer
to what i want in life what i want in life and that’s a

to be completely honest
i don’t really know anymore what i want in my life
used to be a tour, everybody noddin’ when i rhyme
i’ve come to realize that may never happen, so why?
am i still chasin’ every agent beggin’ to perform
not for a pay check
but the amazement on people’s faces when i rhyme
maybe sing along when i rap
the biggest dream an emcee will ever have
let me close my eyes and think how you could clap
make a beat and i rap to it, f rad
man, let me cut that in half
maybe i’m a little fed up with my past few years
i don’t really know what i’m doin’ here
apart from work just to pay my bills
get blazed out, listen to beats and faze out
speak what i think rap what i wouldn’t say loud
if there wasn’t music in the background
but somehow i use it to back down
make bombs, step up and shut your -ss down
never was the cl-ss clown, just imagine
i was like a f b-tterfly chasing dragons
and now i’m so f mad all i wanna have is a

- rhyman

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