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letra de i.j.w.r. - roundstreet

[intro]
it’s my music
imma use it
it’s my music…

[verse 1]
look at me flying a white horse
no gear just the mind force
no pills clean life force
gold grill not my first choice
you hear all the loud noise
stay clear or rejoice
gold ear and some sound toys
got me top of the list as your keen choice
in the middle of the convoys
feel the riddle in a calm voice
only peace i get on a cold day
and when my only piece of tech is word play
i put strain on my face in the first wave
now i’m wrinkled like my 50th birthday
every play a new place and you slept on it
put a stamp on it, that said
you enjoyed every line that you read
that i wrote on my pad, now i’m riding a sled
god a ton of gifts in my bag
believe me your desires are fed
look at me flying a dragon
through the valley and i’m dying to hang him
on a wall as a trophy of sorts
now there’s fire coming out of my throat
sh-t is dire and i’m dying to gloat
this is private and this is i
like i have a hat and a trench coat
this the only thing that’s even making me smile
even when i’m dead broke
on that note
i can’t cope
without that note

[chorus]
i don’t wanna drink, smoke, f-ck, xanies, molly, i just wanna rap
no chains, cash, cars, cuban cigars, i just wanna rap
gimme a pen it’s a f-cking december, to make me remember i just wanna rap
if it ain’t lit cool a hit, have a laugh i just wanna rap

[bridge]
it’s my music
imma use it
just to prove that
it’s where i wanna be
new age
it’s dooms day
but it’s okay
i’m where i wanna be

[verse 2]
look at me flying an eagle
vinyl jumping the needle
never will i be looking feeble
it’s a neverland
look at me soar through the sky
all i see in this land is the coal
this is private, and this is i
watch as i’m taking control
it’s a neverland
it’s a neverland
i grew up with a few bright minds
way before they were committing crimes
or thinking of leaving it all behind
cause the dream of achieving it was a grind
there’s a pact of motherf-cker that can rhyme
but they’re stuck working 9 to 5
if they’re lucky to be employed f-ck it
here being brilliant and broke is a bind
every sound out of them is a punch line
a metaphor so warm it shines
the spoon full of art that i kept
and i’m thinking it’s all that is left

[chorus]
i don’t wanna drink, smoke, f-ck, i just wanna rap
no chains, cash, cars, i just wanna rap
gimme a pen i just wanna rap
if it ain’t lit, cool i just wanna rap

[outro]
it’s my music
imma use it
just to prove that
it’s where i wanna be
new age
it’s dooms day
but it’s ok
i’m where i wanna be
i’m where i wanna be
i’m where i wanna be

- roundstreet

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