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letra de some spots - ridley faires

[verse]
one joke i wanna get outta the way is when i was gettin’ two
burritos, two hot doors closed in on my wrist in left 2 burn
marks, if it was my heart i’d have a bad heart burn
i can go to many different places but when i’m ready n’ up
to learn more on tours n’ stuff like that, if i’m not up to bat
i’ll make sure i make it, actually i already have, rap savvy
runnin’ the lap on a loop like a group of loops, gnat’s givin’ me
love boops on grounded, if i curse i’ll only cuss when i’m mad
’cause it’s my art, but make a censored one too, think
of the kids, chorus’s ain’t my thing anymore, sure the chorus’s
accompanies the vеrse to make it more catchy but honеstly i can’t
come up with catchy ones, but i’ll patch it up soon enough though
used to be a gullible bluff, younger n’ easier to fool, i just sit in my
room n’ write songs on my phone, it’s blown by how many songs
i write, not arrogant, just bein’ myself, wrote most of this in my break
just tacklin’ only some spots as i write this out n’ tackle some problems
time to say somethin’ else, i make cheap album covers
i make loops n’ ads pop up everytime, i record in my room
with 2 phones, all done by me n’ i put ’em in distrokid to
distribute, i make my passion n’ love n’ they send ’em out
takin’ care of dogs, construction cones all over, dr. pepper
yum, delicious, i wander ’round here thinkin’ “why do i do this
to myself?” why do i say slurs, why do i make weird faces, why?
i don’t know myself sometimes, am i ridley faires, am i a person?
know i might be havin’ a mental breakdown but i’m admittin’
it, cause there’s many spots i wanna tackle, yeah, i gotta tackle ’em
gotta focus on not doin’ mumble rap, want you people to understand
me, gon’ get myself banned in the band of mumble rap, gon’ pack
my lyrics up n’ move outta here, stay in my own lane, startin’ my reign
miss the rain here but ain’t strong like bane, ’cause
tryna do what i can to survive in this game, i don’t blame anyone
for my pain, it’s my responsibility ’cause i’m the one makin’
all this, fillin’ my notes with my “g*nius level intellect” lyrics, nah
they cr-p, gotta get prepared for livin’ on my own, still livin’ with
my parents, n’ just wish i was better sometimes, i know i might
die sometime but if you like the old me listen to far from over
that gon’ be up forever i ain’t supressin’ rage or underestimatin’
the rage, sealin’ the stress on the page ’cause
it’s me, thinkin’ of ways to break down the words to rhyme ’em, but
i can think of ways, like my mom says i’m a creative kid, let my
mind go roam free, like on a one, two, three, don lose thee way
when searchin’ up p-rno “don jon” bein’ gone in the internet
‘stead of the real thing, but no bling, don’t need it, fish in the net
i’m just tacklin’ some spots man ’cause i’m bein’ honest

- ridley faires

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