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letra de self create - rory (rab) holmes

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so i wake up in the morning with the sun all in my face
im not worried about a thing, i’m not trying to win no race
i keep to myself, i don’t need to catch a case
im just trying to make it through the motherf-cking day

oh vey oh my, always running out of time
you’d catch me in a lie, if i ever said i wanna f-cking die

all i do is motherf-cking try, satan taking shots
at my motherf-cking life

but he scared when i come around with my f-cking knife
sh-t i chop an i slice, stab em with a spike, twice

they say i’m not very nice, i’m just lethal with the bite

’every time i open up, they get to squеaking like mice

so i just smoke and lеt my thoughts disintegrate
keep my circle tighter than my chest when i deflate

i show ‘em love, they always show me somethin’ fake
so now i skate through vibes i barely navigate

i tried to talk, but they just talk to f-cking fabricate
and now my heart got rust from all the heavy f-cking weight
i never speak too much, i let the silence demonstrate
been dealin’ with some sh-t i still ain’t learned to ventilate

i don’t need the world, i just need a little sp-ce
tryna keep my head while i’m driftin’ outta place
every day’s a war, but i show up in the face
ain’t no crown i’m chasin’ — just some peace i wanna taste

i don’t talk a lot, i just carry what i feel
let the music bleed, that’s the only time i heal

they don’t know the fight, they just judge me off the reel
but i been in the fire, now i’m forged in the’ steal

they chase the hype, i’m tryna chill and meditate
the peace i crave don’t come with views or any rate

they wanna flex, i’m tryna keep my mental straight
just makin’ it through daily i don’t negotiate

i’ve seen the fame destroy the ones who f-cking elevate
they traded love for lights and learned to f-cking fake relate

i’d rather vibe alone than drown inside that f-cking state
so i just walk my path and let the pressure wait

i’m movin’ real slow but at least i ain’t lost faith
i got some scars, but i never lose my shape

they want a show — i give ‘em truth, they call it hate

but i don’t shrink for no one, i just self-create

- rory rab holmes

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