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letra de show - vladmakic

shout to marow

uhh

up on my bottom, facing problems they unsolved and
lashing out with passioned bouts and casting doubts upon resolves hun
dissolve em in the acid rap i’m cracking that’s a magic hat with a rabbit in it, calling it the habit
dance

have a glance at sideways
flip so many mind states
still i stand behind hate when the gates are only passive plans
ask ya mans to dance cause i’ve been handed chance after
[half a] chance to face up to my problems throw up on my grasping hands

but f-ck the heavy sh-t like bbw -n-l
see me f-ck with the angels that be me stuck in the cables, either
hut hut or i’m rucking it with the danger, screaming
tough luck still got love for my sulking neighbours

now an outcast in the evening like dumbledore stealing streetlights
with a deluminator hallucinator in freeflight
what a de-light, this like a homies pre-night
never used to be tight, always i wanted-to-be-right

if they said i shouldn’t woulda jumped inside-of-a-beehive
giving-the-time-to-me while, reflection going se-nile
meanwhile, the smile has apparently lost its re-dial
throwback, old raps remember i used to free-style
callus the vocal chords on the microphone [screaming]
i recommend-you-keep-sleeping tight at home [sleeping]
leaving my legacy and my light alone
fighting clones, up above me, centre, left and right, below

in all directions i’m living with no connections
f-ck a mention, i’m rigid and so deflective
a cynic but so reflective
wanna-get it but no incentive
goal setting with no direction
success is the soul intention
i’m guessing this is the [end of that]
keep quiet so i can let em clap

uhh, yeah

dear god
rap putting me near stars
recharged, feel large
forever reveal bars
seek plots that aren’t revered lots
fear cost me some years but they didn’t appear lost
me coughs a little to keep calm
so many tears have seeped through these palms

had so-many-chances to-be-passive and-i-grabbed em
then i said f-ck em but never thanked em
haters only making up the fandom
faded out my life man i feel like a f-cking phantom
not-a tom stan, jerry’s more my con-stant
chasing cheese and not trap, these raps are where the bombs at
wait until it’s all caps, painted on the tarmac
posters with my face on, stuck-up facing where-ya-jobs at [nine to five]

basically it’s all flack where every day’s a drawback
ceilings they all straw hats obsessed with where the flaws at
lava’s what i’m spitting still figuring what could cause that
grabbed depression from the mouth of life before the jaws snapped

premonitions i’d survive it on an off-chance
whiffed an escape from the prison that i was caught, dragged
cloth gagged, bound to and soured until it all cracked
uhh
surmounting it is a tall task [yeah]]
fountain of youth could not evolve that
voices in my head are screaming ‘fall back!’ ‘fall back!’
it really isn’t all that

- vladmakic

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