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letra de getting better - tora (rapper)

[intro: rephrase, tora, rich t ray]
it’s billy! woo!
yeah, t-o-r-a
misa dadua!

[chorus: rich t ray & tora]
minute after minute, hour after hour⁣
hope my life’s just getting better
i just wanna stay sane⁣, never ever be insane
minute after minute, hour after hour⁣
hope my life’s just getting better
i just wanna stay sane⁣, never ever be insane

[verse 1: tora]
the year is 2020 but the vision is so blurry
feel like golden state when curry is in injury
internet is dreadful, everybody’s judge and jury
going mad to the max we’re on our road to fury
we crave for catharsis, we look to be angry
looking for someone to blame, understandably
social distance offline, way too social online
we all try to look right we forgot how to be kind
all the people we knew being taken one by one
rona won’t care if you’re asian or blonde
you can’t meet your girl, too many has gone
to joyner in the future you need to “mask on”
they talk conspiracy with us as sheep and p-wns
if mask means that i’m a sheep, then y’all can call me shaun
from head to fingertips, stay clean like sean john
share my birthday with tip, ain’t no way i’m dead and gone
[chorus: rich t ray & rephrase]
minute after minute, hour after hour⁣
hope my life’s just getting better
i just wanna stay sane⁣, never ever be insane
minute after minute, hour after hour⁣
hope my life’s just getting better
i just wanna stay sane⁣, never ever be insane

[verse 2: rephrase]
way before this cold flu was crashin’ plans like george bush
“train to busan” straight from wuhan apocalypse on the whole news
“asian mutants made of humans and them bats in hot soups”
that’s when i finally knew that this virus came into play
somewhat complicated ’cause in the end i’m isolated
keepin’ a meter like a taxi, nothin’ makes my eyes elated
how many doctors have we wasted?
creeds got them assassinated
numbers escalatin’, sound the trumpets; revelation
don’t gotta build a wall to distance socially
work online, get green, wear a mask, jim carrey
no more suicidal thoughts, hang on a bit this year
your wrist ain’t no travis scott even when it’s slit
not a coffin, not a pall i bear in this grisly pandemic
so man up like you got helium balloons on the crib
here comes better times
the future ain’t buggin’ me, i’ma put the pesticide
’cause we’re in it to win it
[chorus: rich t ray]
minute after minute, hour after hour⁣
hope my life’s just getting better
i just wanna stay sane⁣, never ever be insane
minute after minute, hour after hour⁣
hope my life’s just getting better
i just wanna stay sane⁣, never ever be insane

[verse 3: rich t ray]
mid march, never forget⁣
after watching java jazz, i was very tired⁣
then the news came out shocking the planet⁣
“covid-19 was invading”, that’s what they’ve said ⁣
my mixtape, my ep, my album release⁣
all postponed because of the global decease⁣
affected by the same virus⁣
feeling like i’m livin’ in apocalypse ⁣
people claiming this, people claiming that⁣
don’t know which truth that i should get⁣
some ignorants claiming found the cure⁣
while their stupidity as dirty as manure ⁣
90s-2000s forever ever last⁣
tante vanessa, always “save the best for last⁣”
still confused how long will it last⁣
like sars ’03, will this thing pass? ⁣
[chorus: rich t ray]
minute after minute, hour after hour⁣
hope my life’s just getting better
i just wanna stay sane⁣, never ever be insane
yeah

- tora rapper

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