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Artista: Quanto Feat
Título: Trap is Life
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Ano:2022

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Moving Dangerous ft B4lkie

STRKE: The Story Of Grief

Remember

not the one

Pray

NOW IM STUCK

Show OUT

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‘Strangely drawn to beats I find unnerving,
Old school melodies deserving preserving,
Bring back memories I find disturbing,
Their effect on me is hard to determine,
But shape each rhyme and select the wording,
From somewhere inside keep on emerging,
Keep wheels turning, the power surging,
Fend off depraved cravings reoccurring,’

‘Picking at my brain like blood thirsty vermin,
Telling me to splurge all cash I keep earning,
Too late to purge my sins, underserving,
Won’t succeed in addictions I’m curbing,
Evading my true self, stealthily lurking,
Secretly craving carnage, rage burning,
I’m troublesome in truth, someone needs alerting,
In the end someone’s always left hurting,
My calm demeanour hides inner demons,
Feel more at home through the winter seasons,
At odds not evens, a loss for reasons,
Not spiritual, irritable individual,
Half my life spent habitual criminal,
Attempt to repent, but it feels hypocritical,
I’ve two choices and the next one’s pivotal,
Hear two voices, but both indivisible.’

‘Strangely drawn to beats I find unnerving,
Old school melodies deserving preserving,
Bring back memories I find disturbing,
Their effect on me is hard to determine,
But shape each rhyme and select the wording,
From somewhere inside keep on emerging,
Keep wheels turning, the power surging,
Fend off depraved cravings reoccurring,’

‘Life invisible for me is unlivable,
Tried, now the answer’s clearly unequivocal,
When tongue-tied, inside I’m left miserable,
Bereft of reason, verging hysterical,
Subdue urges with drugs shaped spherical,
Long been abused, their use is not medical,
Not the full ticket, but don’t lack a chemical,
Troubles made worse by a health professional,
Too many pills dispensed it’s not ethical,
What’s the expense to that individual?
How’s it permissible, it’s unforgivable,
One prescription can prove to be critical,
Attempt withdrawal, now need a miracle,
Feel so awful, my mind-set pitiful,
Brain so pained now feels inhospitable,
Inexplicable enraged like a criminal.’

‘Strangely drawn to beats I find unnerving,
Old school melodies deserving preserving,
Bring back memories I find disturbing,
Their effect on me is hard to determine,
But shape each rhyme and select the wording,
From somewhere inside keep on emerging,
Keep wheels turning, the power surging,
Fend off depraved cravings reoccurring,’

‘Now walking a line so fine, it’s imperceptible,
Tempted to stir it up cause a spectacle,
Remember the feeling to act unacceptable,
Be despicable, with man get physical,
Feelings inside I hide are so visceral,
Only controlled on hold while I’m lyrical,
If not, my souls not whole, unpredictable.
It’s not fun to walk down my memory lane,
Reflect on acquiring my ill-gotten gains,
It’s hard to navigate, traverse the terrain,
Recollect and accept the blame and shame,
Floodgates open when it doesn’t even rain,
Leads to bleeds from my facial veins,
Not marked with blemishes, I’m scared with stains,
Must cherish and relish what of me remains,
But no longer sure what my brain contains.’

not the one

D'Andre

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