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caleb tyrik - dnd lyrics

[verse 1]
sold my body to the devil for some change
hold my soul to a high level to maintain
patience and discipline but still the same
went around the world to gain vision
in my decisions for a mission to make change
one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
ain’t no time like the f-ckin’ present
receivin’ backlash from raveling in the past
regretting the crash
measuring’ what could have
but the true measure of a man is how fast he can
ante up be lost like atlantes or be timeless as egypt
prepared for the game, studiously
gotta switch the paradigm
for ones who come after me
i live in the future and the current times
living above the curve
i got more ammo than a turret
exact with my word
gotta put my phone on do not disturb
everybody talking sounding like a f-ckin’ blur

[bridge]
talking about that or this
don’t p-ss on my leg calling it rain
all this pain made me
cold blooded cold world
for now i pray on these cold words
starve my ego, feed my soul

[chorus]
my soul soaring,(stay working)
my ego molding,(long growing)
my soul soaring,(stay working)
my ego molding,(long growing)

[verse 1]
right now i’m hungry
give me another bowl of knowledge
on the edge of everest
i’m pivoting & peddling’
to get to the pedestal
dodging bullsh-t & ridicule booling
with the homies after school
the rest look like phonies
you mad; your girl phoning
she throwing’ a wolf a bone
and i know i’m not alone
as long as i get the dome
i see nothing wrong
starting look like my only escape
is in these poems
got my soul staring at myself in the mirror
tryna figure the figures of success
contemplating what is my f-ckin’ best
setting myself
from the rest
with no rest
moving like a grandmaster in chess
giving her all that i got no less
going round for round, pound for pound
no lounging when i blow on that loud
brewing up a f-ckin storm for my next move
like i got something to prove
self direction & god’s word
is the only route to chose

[chorus]
my soul soaring,(stay working)
my ego molding,(long growing)
my soul soaring,(stay working)
my ego molding,(long growing)

- caleb tyrik lyrics

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