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letra de 10 speed - satrap (mtl)

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[hook]

playing, found my first love on the six string
fingering the frets and man you know i made that sh-t sing
sanging, never thought my raps could be a big thing
they still ain’t sh-t but i’m just proving i got big dreams

hanging, papa working making sure he look lean
now i think twice before i hop up on a 10 speed
banging, looking at my wrist and d-mn that sh-t clean
never rock a clock unless i’m flexing on the whole team

[verse 1]

i rap about the thoughts that populate and crowd my mind
i rap about the rot that grows and occupies my time
i let them out through organizing sound up into rhymes
i bleed em out by strumming nail and flesh that make her cry

freezing, talking waking up in cold sweats
play it over and over just let my mind rest
a lot of timе my papa was on the grind
trynna build a life for me so wеnt and headed out west yeah

i mean like inner demons crowding ’round
pack me up and ship me out up to a different town
stress got me eating i was packing on the pounds
death got me grieving feel like i was bouta drown
monday nights, that’s when imma let that sh-t out bring it to the light
f-ck being timid imma pop the box and cut the ties
i ain’t gon fly away forever imma stay and fight
pick up the pen and write

okay now let me spit
this is my therapy and only way i deal with it
i feel like this is how i cope and imma stay with it
and if the kicks ain’t feeling right, i better make em fit
don’t you ever trip, yeah

[hook]

playing, found my first love on the six string
fingering the frets and man you know i made that sh-t sing
sanging, never thought my raps could be a big thing
they still ain’t sh-t but i’m just proving i got big dreams

hanging, papa working making sure he look lean
now i think twice before i hop up on a 10 speed
banging, looking at my wrist and d-mn that sh-t clean
never rock a clock unless i’m flexing on the whole team

[verse 2]

death came knocking at my door when i was 16
told me he’d be back before the trees go and lose the green
now i’m thinking if he came and cut me would i bleed
half of y’all don’t understand what i really mean
three years later and i still can’t get it off my mind
now i’m finally getting back on my creative grind
i’m putting thoughts and feels i bear straight up into rhymes
this my method of dealing with sh-t instead of crying

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