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bri crisp - why? lyrics

[intro: bri crisp]

ay
alright how we looking on everything?
we got levels and etc.?
ya!

[part 1: bri crisp]

wish i’d written this before i wish i told you
i was late onto the scene bumpin’ only what the folks do
late to pro tools took until a little after middle school
i graduate to become a
heisman hopeful
i used to
bump with gingie memorizing every line
start to relate to the lyrics then i start to idolize
drop the guitar for a pad and pen and then i eye the prize
soundtrack to the summer two years running best years of our lives
my
first relationship i had an optimistic outcome
we would prolly last forever
how come?
we haven’t named the children blasphe-
me i will name him malcolm
we
didn’t last but i stayed on my grind
stayed inside creating rhymes
muted films while i’m reading all the lines
can’t really blame my parents for keeping me inside
kid a heathen out of sight
when i couldn’t see my friends my homie i had you
i used to dream of both ears pierced
whole skin tattooed
big red studio with a magical booth
(acid tab in to chew.)
create a larry or two
crisp
i think the earth has gotten robbed and it’s a h-ll of a tragedy
find the one’s responsible and we swapping the casualties
catastrophe
i’m lost in the madness
see everywhere i am now
actually had to be…
because of the movies
or because of the “faces,”
because of delusional or because of “go:od am.”
’cause a bully’s “best day ever” walking through “blue slide park” had these “k.i.d.s.” all shook
especially in my car

[part 2: bri crisp]

especially in my car
i rate every single song that’s in my itunes…
gave you all five stars
i gave you all five stars
i was sitting in my cubicle listening to “swimming,” thinking…
‘oh no, no my, god.’
oh no no my god!
there seems to be an error
my first reaction pain
why am i feeling anger?
i’m feeling like i’m smaller smelling odors that do not exist
some awful trip
cross between psychedelics and vomiting
hop out the office
feeling like my body’s wet
it’s obvious it’s not i think it’s just the nausea
caused by the guard that i have so i don’t go in my pocket
i’m fighting off the urge to look and find the god d-mn confir-

[part 3: bri crisp]

self-control
self-care
wake up tomorrow and you’re
still there
today i understood why it ain’t fair
not to count the p-ssed on when considering the best there
ever was because the greatest one p-ssed on
greatest of them all when it came to making rap songs
sad songs
trap songs
twenty-minute cuts where you personifying -ss songs
you made me love the ab-soul’s
you made me love the sweatshirt’s
chance the rapper’s
ken lamar and action
“macadelic” showed me bada$$
remember music brought me choo jackson
humble and humorous
you made best friends outta all my favorite rappers
and i thank you for that
grounded in my solitude i didn’t take it so bad
almost k!lled myself to “funeral” but hit brake and not gas
you would have hated me, mac
that’s not how “faces” impacts
my kids will learn of daddy’s favorite in the past tense
or through a sad lense your impact bigger than shaq
literally just re-did my rap list of rap k!llers
number two delly thomas
and number one was…

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