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letra de weighed feathers - shivam

[intro: alfie solomon+ aberama gold]

tommy, when a pikey walks in with hair like that
you gotta ask yourself, “have i made a mistake?”
who the f-ck are you?
who the f-ck am i?
who the f-ck is this?
i, my friend, i am the uncle-

[chorus: shivam]

friends came down like weighed feathers
no matter what, how you tip the scales
gave them weight, they nothin’ but weighed feathers
fairweathers
friends came down like weighed feathers
no matter what, how you tip the scales
gave them weight, they nothin’ but weighed feathers
fairweathers

[verse 1: shivam]

kiddy days remind me o’ bein’ fragile in many ways
laminatin’ that exact frame o’ mind
playin’ this same d-mn game o’ mine
a single player with two controllers
noob and foremost, collected loot but did it all alone
see i never had a friend
who saw me and didn’t cash a cheque
or called in so he’d throw a frisbee with me
fkin’ years flew by, feels like was just a sec
wind blew the wrong direction
didn’t knew it was all an act son
them fools just called up to cancel
i rolled up to dances with no partners
got all those answers, before i hit grade four
usual math stuff, at that was wack but
mem’ed a song, sang duets on me own
a b-tch nev’ looked me the way i saw them
wish they’d witness me like i was jehovah
their visions were distorted, all but me
“oh shiv? he’s no fun, he’s closed off
look at him half a second, i’d doze off”
wish i had scored ’em home runs like pablo sandoval
got ’em all ’em lessons and got some more
made me draw ’em wessons
opened this can o’ freakin’ words
oh but i had to flip the bird
so i went in and did it all by myself
rode through different terrains like a land rover
claimin’ ya’lls trust
made a habit o’ shootin’ up blocks like i’m doin’ now cuz
god never put me in a box, he called me pandora
fiendin’ to f-ck all o’ve ’em up
leavin’ bodies in dust(ye)
gimme a name ‘n’ i thrust(uggh)
get in my aim ‘n’ i bust(what)
think im kiddin’ ‘n’ youre f-cked(yeah)

[chorus: shivam]

friends came down like weighed feathers
no matter what, how you tip the scales
gave them weight, they nothin’ but weighed feathers
fairweathers
friends came down like weighed feathers
no matter what, how you tip the scales
gave them weight, they nothin’ but weighed feathers
fairweathers

[verse 2: shivam]

maybe it was me, who got it all twisted
froggy noggin’ was all up in it mixed with
different colours like drunk chicks pickin’ lipsticks
this motherfreakin’ kid always chased dumb b-tches
delt with what comes with it
paid their bills, gave them mil’
in fragments, habits turned into hazards
all this for ’em, these f-cks still laughed at us
i was emptyin’ my dad’s account, even he had a doubt
my choices, i hid, but he added out
daddy had to barricade me
hand me feathers, lemme carry weight ’em
pad me up cuz if i stayed free, innately
i’d never put periods at the end o’ these insane schemes
my fam summed up to be good mathematicians
man hand me some freakin’ tissues
i can’t use this same f-ckin’ excuse
can we refuse to see people for who they are?
we think we deep but uh, see how stupids kids are
how i got this far? dunno
maybe the odds made me cooler than my looks ever did
maybe i was born a g*nius like tony stark
blow me now, you f-cks can’t touch me
i’m untouchable, unf-ckable, incredible, inedible with this true spit
i go at you fools with my crazy rhymes, my mood swings
but f-ck ’em toothpicks
died so many times and resurrected
jesus needs a blue print for his lazarus pit
and we learned cuz

[interlude: alfie solomons]

you judgin’ me? stand there
and talk to me ’bout crossing some f-ckin’ line?

[chorus: shivam]

friends came down like weighed feathers
no matter what, how you tip the scales
gave them weight, they nothin’ but weighed feathers
fairweathers
friends came down like weighed feathers
no matter what, how you tip the scales
gave them weight, they nothin’ but weighed feathers
fairweathers

[verse 3: shivam]

a head drops dead, crop blood red
the field stops bein’ fertile
every smack o’ the snare, makes you feel heat
might as well try to k!ll me, won’t catch me slippin’
we passed it, the baton o’ l’s like a futon fo’ beds
ya’lls been sleepin’ on me, got false updates
woke up late like conservatives
can’t go public like a leper b-tch
get you b-tches on your knees like kaepernick
ya’ll never made it, still has beens in it
still has “bins”, init?

[outro: alfie solomons]

the protector, and the promoter of that f-cking thing right there, in whose shadow nothing good nor godly will ever f-cking grow
that there, right, is the southern counties’ welterweight champion
he is of mixed religion, therefore he is godless
he was adopted by satan himself before he was returned out of fear of his awkwardness
but he’s impossible to marry off due to his lethal dimensions
his mother, terrified, she’s f-cking abandoned him
and there he is, stood before you like the first of some brand-new f-cking species!

- shivam

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