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Verse 1
  • Proofing on the pad cruising in a cab,
  • Making movements, with my music thanks to lewis in the lab,
  • Shit is moving when a rap, and i dont do it for the drabs,
  • These times im starving so im shooting for the stacks silent
  • I rap righteous and musics like my god to me,
  • So whilst i stop n speak, im doing what im on for weeks,
  • Soul searching dope burning, when im stressing out,
  • No virgin, smoked gherkins since my second ounce,
  • And i aint settling for dust brother,
  • So why you hating like im breaking up the trust brother,
  • Trust cutta make my music for a reason,
  • Music with a meaning, for my future and my feelings,
  • I was stupid i was stealing, i was moving i was dealing
  • I was moving with some demons, now my music is my healing
  • Knew my vision n im happy with that
  • Supa stition i dont do this' for that pat on the back
  • Im rapping the facts, and rappers be like slappers on crack,
  • Man im mad about this music man im passion n facts,
  • And i aint speaking what you speaking, im just speaking what im feeling,
  • Im just breathing to the ceiling, like im speaking whilst im sleeping,
  • Weeding wordsmith wiser on this weirder shit,
  • This as real as it gets i can hear a hit,
  • Hear the ship sinking ive been thinking i can seal the split
  • Heal the kids feel like i can build a bridge,
  • Building bricks ive bin thinking bout my foundation
  • Feeling bliss mam chilling man i found patience
  • Found my face jammed pilling in my pals basement
  • Space man ive been driftin in my sound station
  • N i aint fucking with no space suit,
  • Ive been tryna run it like i done it n i breaked through
  • Breakthrough, music got me moving ina straight jacket
  • Man im mad about the music i create magic vanish