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b3ric - forlorn lyrics

verse 1:
it must be hard to listen to these boos
but we were made to have our own shoes
and his must be like cinderella’s being tight
sitting in his chair facing the sky of the night
there’s no stars for him to gaze
the clouds appearance must be like a haze
sometimes i wonder if i can get through the maze
even tho the corn is yet to even grow
but am i forlorn is it so?
how will i do after picking the mic back up
i got to have a confident conscience to my back up
just look into my f+cking eyes
and think about when you will realize
that i shouldn’t be at a small size
about 10 months ago was when my rap career was born
back then i still didn’t look forlorn
now i have become one sharp th+rn
it’s hard to be looked at when coming through the class door
i’m so busy i don’t do a dumbass chore
rap is the getaway when i’m down even more
when they said that the sounds that slayed sucked
they said bad stuff and it stank like something mucked
now i’m shakin’ my finger screaming “get f+cked”
just imagine, not finding a retreat
that’s who i want to eat this treat
so they can save their seat
from their wife being beat
and sleepin’ with another man for his meat

so listen from my shoes even my socks
so i can stop you from using any kinda glocks

chorus:
just find what fits you
you be you
learn from the shoe
just listen now, me to you
i already know the pain
just try entertain
your whole brain
just don’t let them give you pain
take away the entertain
and invade your whole brain
try to find your gift from when you were born
but just don’t stay forlorn
verse 2:
before i start let me lay the closet i’m about to clean
so back during the 2020 quarantine
i was just alone in my room without anyone
i went over a month without talking to anyone
that means even hoes that i already knew
i didn’t even have a feature which is why i’m so solo
i don’t even have a studio i’m just standing in my f+cking room
i could be doing some m+st+rbaition and planning on someone’s doom with an assassination
but i lost all joy with every single girl and boy
and i wasn’t the only one that had some change
even my favorite friends was out they f+cking range
i never thought i would want people to kiss my ass
back then i just sat home all day on my ass
or improved my jumpshot now i am a shooter of the mass

can’t believe how people can’t see me
they on sh+t thats on mtv
focusing on others on d+mn tv
just doing all this sh+t to get a head
trying to have some girls get some head
just like them they now got a better mouth for audio
then they leave me like lebron from ohio
but it’s just my life as a rapping pyro
i’m just forlorn by where i fly low
just listen or you’ll dye your hair and die low
i don’t know how i got in this hole
i don’t know how i got in this soul
i don’t know how i started to wear this sole
chorus:
just find what fits you
you be you
learn from the shoe
just listen now, me to you
i already know the pain
just try entertain
your whole brain
just don’t let them give you pain
take away the entertain
and invade your whole brain
try to find your gift from when you were born
but just don’t stay forlorn

verse 3:
during the next year of school i had no motivation to continue
then the moment i got out in music i left the sad queue
now i’m the aggressor to the aggressive
i have no excessive fear except fear
i’ve risen up so much that i can trounce
my old moments into an resounding sear
but it’s more than a surface its a resounding pounce
so if your a hater i’m saying i graduated from you who all m+st+rbait my ego to
i will remember everyone who acted like i’m the worst
and had some hated that’s when they first
activated my activator like they stepped into my trap
but what if i can’t keep the outlet of my rap
what if it ends after my name doesn’t fit in the mold
what if i die before i blow when i become old
no one will hear this and know what i have told

- b3ric lyrics

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