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apt (usa-ut) - a petty tantrum lyrics

they know the name, now what?
listen real close and you can pick up on the sound of
an uncrowned chump trying to outrun his beasts but they found him
unmitigated mess from the ground up
woke the last six months grinding t–th
last 36 months trying to grind on beats
but it’s been blank pages, safe wages, dyin to leave
hears faint praises, fakes basics, minds his grief
as he stays faceless, stray gazes, folds his arms into
his late days and stays jaded, pokes his scar tissue
last 36 months every spoken bar’s misused
on woe is me nonsense, broken heart issues
take a breath apt, take a step back
overworked muscle, no need to go and flex that
they won’t respect that self set death trap
stop with the emoting and try to make some necks snap
nah, let’s reminisce and see what we can get from this
back to when i first became my worst nemesis
picture this, nothing more than some rap fan
carrying a pen and a notebook and a disc man
rapping to himself, mumbled solo shower show
lyrics on a livejournal, spiral-bound solid gold
locked up in the college rule, just another college fool
scrawlin’ out his sweat and tears like sean had shown him how to do
call it pure, call it simple, call it nonsense
call it what you want, i’ma call it what i’m on next
call it prolonged stress, call down the bombast
every time i speak now i’m calling in a bomb threat
call it savage and rage, call it the scam of the age
donnie’s not here, call me alice in chains
whether scratchin in a page or standing on stage
it’s the best way i’ve found to try to manage the pain
just some wanna be mikey some wanna be grieves
d-mn, i’m just tryinta get the panic to ease
first one to parrot no kings and grab to reach
for some made up crown, yeah the fallacy’s deep
lesson number one, got no lesson to teach
i’ll take this whole mess and i’ll press it in speech
might be a self serving way to stay on my feet
but i’ll dive back into that quicksand and prey for release
this that soph0m-re slump record, that life is still tough record
ain’t done enough and still haven’t come up record
sucker gets punched, life’s calling bluffs record
just another putz gettin looks of disgust record
some sad truths that we just won’t discuss record
lemme be blunt, no one listens to my cuts record
whiny emo rapper still ain’t dropped his nuts record
fire’s gone out, man, just let it be snuffed record
nah its a backslap life and grab it by the scruff record
time to get rough and give the world some guff record
they so shocked, what, you think i’d just combust record
some simple truths that we need to confront record
took the brunt now i’m pulling out the rut record
making gold from the dust and the rust record
yes i’m the greatest, how much longer can you front record
me and my whole crew, son, now we on the hunt record
and for the record my demand hold same
picture me dorian, this man don’t age
house of lewis til they throw me in a grave
adam f-cking apt ain’t a d-mn thing changed

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