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letra de 2face - unodeuce

uh, a wise man once told me
never shake hands unless the words’ll uphold it
so i keep my left and right brain separated
if they ever come to terms then it’s over
yeah, a made man once advised
n0body made a living making money off of lies
so if the left tell the right that it’s fine
then neither one’ll make it out alive

okay, duality is where i’d like to start off on this record
a word that means a lot to me, forеver omnipresent
from thе day that i was born and not aborted, miscarriage
came before me, flip a coin and i would serve the same sentence
2face ain’t something that had come to me in dreams
it’s strictly how i lived, from the moment i could breathe
from grade school, to desk jobs, to rhyming over beats
is my destiny for greatness, or just comedy relief?
and i’ve been stumbling through every second of my life
tryna find the answer, fork is in the road, (left or right)
every major decision, alteration to the fabric of my life
i weave it wrong, then it was all a waste of twine
so am i gonna rhyme or 9-5 is what i asked when i was young
i’d lose my mind if i resigned to either one
rappin’s kinda fun, a career would keep me stable
and music isn’t that, my father never told a fable
if i commit to paper, do i rap about my struggles
white dude from out suburbia, my audience is nothin
or do i stick to memes, disqualified from greatness
take myself too serious i’d be subject to the hatred
but before that, was it go to class or write some more raps?
michael jordan, 4.0, or pop a lortab
risk coming off too conceited, or be a doormat
tryna map my life out man it looks just like a rorschach
and i ain’t never been successful faced with a decision
tryna choose a middle school founded fear of commitment
i was gettin bullied, lookin foolish, treated different
cuz i learned some things i shouldn’t have and made the others listen
wise beyond my years, traumatized, it’s all the same
but i learned way early on if i gave credence to my brain
and my mind and mouth agreed, with no filter on what i’m sayin
i’d be sent to guidance counselor and punished hundred ways
but if i kept it silent, thoughts imprisoned my mind
then outside i’m not an outlier, but inside i’m confined
so f-ck it, imma take the best of both and work and grind
and get that 9 to 5 and set up the microphone and take what’s mine
i never had to make a choice, carolina or la
comic relief or keep my head straight, desk job or a tape
see i can grab em all at once, that’s the benefit of my brain
scattered thoughts is just my dualism keepin itself at bay
physical health or mental clarity, to me they seemed exclusive
but i wouldn’t care about either one, if i didn’t take time to lose em
so on my journey i may black each eye with bumps and bruises
let me guide you through my story, 2 face, ain’t too confusing
i was hoping i could rap and keep it active for a minute
while working a desk job, they laughed like i’m demented
“i’ll join the rat race, and i’mma pass em at the finish”
while writing raps in class, tryna pass, “pay attention!”

- unodeuce

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