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letra de platform - werd

[werd]
i love and hate this, but its an art form
so if you love it or hate it, its my platform

(yeah) i love and hate this, its an art form
so love it or hate it, it’s my platform
we get on spraff on when the mics on
never be done, still searching for the right song [x2]

i’m unique, like everybody else
but words stands out when petulance sells
see i don’t need to rap you could read them and tell
that all of my writtens well they speak for themselves
(haha) that’s the quote of the day
no wait, misquote, that’s what they do
we find it so hard in this day and age
our faces say more than the words displayed
hey, i’m not asking you to like me
nor am i trying to start pick a fight with
anyone for anything i do it cause i might be
heard by one person in the world that feels like me
honestly, i’ve been through allot mate
but made allot of mates, tapes and a rock a stage
got played, got hate, helped out the new
s.o.s. mate, it’s really all that i do

(yeah) i love and hate this, it’s an art form
so love it or hate it, it’s my platform
we get on spraff on when the mics on
never be done, still searching for the right song [x2]

[conscious route]
makes me question living in this joke
they got it wrong like media misquotes
we form lines while they drop lies like lockerbie
they tell us we’d be more secure owning a property
creating pictures causing more divide
saying hate with tension, our race will survive
a little more war to bring peace inside
we’re like terrorists fighting these terrorists
like keyser söze the truth has a cleaver twist
or put our faith in a god that has never lived
trapping the soul for the greed of another cl-ss
in the system that won’t let a brother p-ss
you know the problems you seen the stats
that’s why i live music and breathe for rap
keeping hope in my bars so the others can climb
or at least have belief in the conscious mind

[werd]
(yeah) i love and hate this, its an art form
so love it or hate it, its my platform
we get on spraff on when the mics on
never be done, still searching for the right song [x2]

[nity gritz]
f-ck your life i’m here to murder mics
and aye i’ll have a couple pints
and punt it off as half the price
for having me come run your night
summon any son of god under the f-cking sun that you like
it won’t stop me (nah) the b-st-rd child is impolite
the sun will fall out of the sky the day he cracks a smile
somebody hold him back because there he goes he’s acting wild
f-ck you and your placid style
your scene and shows just standing idle
i’m wrecking sets to bless the heads with a perfect recital
i feel it’s vital to toll a line at the tight rope
trying to find a balance, like slug back in 04
right before i bought a mic and started building a platform
wording a verse with the perfect bars
f-ck a swag song
i’m digging through my tape c-ssettes with pity for this art form
feeling like my city don’t appreciate the fact i’m raw
or maybe i’m wrong because i live in the capital
people forget where it is i’m from, and its glasgow

[werd]
(yeah) i love and hate this, its an art form
so love it or hate it, its my platform
we get on spraff on when the mics on
never be done, still searching for the right song [x2]

- werd

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