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letra de wind blow (i'm cool) - skyblew

let’s go

verse 1 (skyblew):
i always stood out from my peers
fall through the blood, sweat and tears, not a stain on my gear
streetlight illuminates my path through the dark
i’ma light the night sky, got the spark in my heart
appear where the stars don’t, sing many lullabies
never compromise ‘cause my soul steady nullifies
my southern slang but i never been ashamed
alabama in my blood, you can see the red stains
but i still carry nc on my backbone
even when i’m on the road, i’ma bring it back home
like a designated driver
got a flow mo’ liva’ than your so-called saliva, ew
and i ain’t tryna be the best here
but i am that young cat… that all the vets fear
all we do is everything we wanna do
catch up, ‘cause i’m two steps ahead of every one of you

chorus (skyblew):
tell ‘em don’t worry ‘bout me ‘cause i’m cool
used to try to fit in with y’all but i’m through
looking out of my window, tilting my brim low
watching the wind blow, wind blow

tell ‘em don’t worry ‘bout me ‘cause i’m cool
used to try to fit in with y’all but i’m through
looking out of my window, tilting my brim low
watching the wind blow, wind blow

verse 2 (skyblew):
cool breeze, all i need is my kinfolk
if you a snake, better march like 10-4
they be asking when the deal gon’ come
i’m like a virgin, i’m waiting on the right one
i won’t put my soul on the line for five minutes
to shine then go crazy, are ya outta ya mind? huh?
they never heard’a me so they could never murder me
it’s gonna take patience, i’m preparing for the surgery
cruising down the highway, doing it the fly way
now we got they head turning like sideways
on the road, doing shows, groupie old gettin’ no looooove
now we even like two and fo’
‘cause the same chicks used to play me in the past
never was ugly they just only wanted cash
look at me now, grandma, i know you proud
came a long way, your child

tell ‘em don’t worry ‘bout me ‘cause i’m cool
used to try to fit in with y’all but i’m through
looking out of my window, tilting my brim low
watching the wind blow, wind blow

verse 3 (emjae verses):
ninjas thought i couldn’t rap because i’m straight from the country
no consignment for my rhyming so no label would want me
i seen mo’ hard times than cheese lines in ’79
i seen my pops close his eyes for the very last time
mad marijuana, m-ssive vietnam fields of gonja
from a dude named baby ray, the man who married my mama
shoutouts to ‘80s babies looking swayze, gettin’ their pastry
from rocky mountain raleigh, durham, with these streets is still crazy
i need a game to stop birth from putting rappers in a he-rs-
carolina’s rebirth, we claim the earth as our turf
we bring it back to true rap, a [?] scholar spitting facts
with a force to crack your format and make your style relax
and yet you doubt me, better yet know nothing about me
ask [?], odds are even dude couldn’t scout me
you can’t serious how real it is, blue tops in brooklyn
i’m chef [?] carolina’s kitchen, see what we’re cooking

tell ‘em don’t worry ‘bout me ‘cause i’m cool
used to try to fit in with y’all but i’m through
looking out of my window, tilting my brim low
watching the wind blow, wind blow

- skyblew

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