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afraid.of.oli - subject: sprayed-strains lyrics

[intro]
-knocking on door, dogs barking and car alarm sounds-

[verse 1]
i’ve stood in sh-t first
then stepped dirt
then tripped, stumbled, tumbled down a pitch black ditch
and still brushed my shoulders off after even though my wrists hurt

[verse 2]
i may reach the finals
i may redefine the finest
i may stack, fall, break a hip and get blinded
lose my direction
lose my mind tryna find it
(yeah, yuh) x2

[chorus]
i’ve stood in sh-t first
then tripped, stumbled, tumbled down a pitch black ditch
and still brushed my shoulders off after even though my wrists hurt
ain’t this b-tch heard
she ain’t 1st
sh-t she ain’t 3rd
i got my priorities straight
(word, word, word)

[verse 3]
no pardon
lacking manners like an out of town martian
these emotions are new to me
lemme bottle up deep, are they far in?
pennies ‘n farthings
from the way that i eat, you’d think that i’m fasting
when i say it’s been good, i speak in the past tense
and when i say i overcome hurdles i reference the last fence

sprayed strains
trip me up like trained sprains

[verse 4]
you know bun is smoking the weed
you know bun is also longing off sh-t
i’m the wiz to the rich kids’
i know the ems’ from the meeks
i make you weak at each knees
i am the knees of the bees
dancing on beats just to make a little dough and connect the youth, yeah i make ends meet
looking for seats in the trees
look at my receipts, yeah i’m pleased
longing for the breeze
running through the forests
and burning all these trees
just to forget all the memories like blah

[verse 5]
i’m outta gas like usual
write the first few bars then i’m brain dead like you fools
like potential small, worth zip, naught
but i’m still useful
‘cos i’m still youthful
‘n i still use tools
to unlock my brain
acid and ganja’s my strain
off the top on my beat now
mum would be proud that i’m using my brain

[verse 6]
i’m still worried that i’ll lose my way
mumma still has worries with pay
she’s divorced but
still married to the pain
it influenced and forced the
way that i was raised
i’m insane and i blaze
with the tears all these days i’m surprised that i’ve stayed with my hate
with the tears all these days i’m surprised they don’t stain on my face

[outro]
anyways
i’ll leave it at that
good night and good day
cc: those who press play

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