chay - 60 minutes after 3 lyrics
[verse 1: chay]
write 8 bars, 8 bars just to fill up 8 bars
work like a work horse, last of a dying breed
last kind of my steed, running at full speed
round the track, blew out the back
like i was in iraq, forget that
they’d get, mad at me
please come with the facts please, for you get embarr-ssed with your acne
acme, cartoon references, 90’s baby 90’s kid
knew not what the lesson is, knew not what the lesson was
still watched it because, moving pictures duh
why you gotta make it complicated for? like i walk up in the dollar store
that’s 100 pennies and they’re still tryna tax me more
still tryna get me more, poorer than i was
i’m 17, reminiscing, on lessons elementary, everything common sensory
really didn’t know the difference between, music and instruments
eczema’s got me itching, for a bold statement
so that’s what i’m making, i’m waiting and i’m feeling impatient
i’m not dreading it, even though i’m jamaican
try to move new locations, move a whole nation
m-n-e-m-o-n-i-c, shout out to y-a-h-w-e-h
if i say get out my face, i mean that more than calculated grades
mean it more than tina fey, mean it more than dissing tupes
i’m 17 but my brain age is different, i learned that from nintendo games
on my side of the microphone, messy inside my home
strewn clothes, empty bowls
cause i’m working like a work horse, said that before
oh well, just want you to feel the cold like hail
get slapped if you open up my mail -mind your business
miss me with that stupid chit chat, that isn’t my cl-ss
not tryna downgrade either, not if i’m tryna meet jesus
leave it to beaver, and a couple other leaders
know what i’m saying? i’m going out of my way to enlighten your brain
if lighting strikes then my knowledge remains, like benja-main frank-lain
or the remains from the mayan age, link up like chains, or slaves or minimum wage
minimal phase of visual rage, symbolic sayings’ll leave you deranged
a glimpse of a spiritual fray, will you amazed or dazed
i’m saying, i’m trying to sleep past 3, before midday
[bridge]
i’ve never been at the top of world
but as i’ve seen it in the videos, that’s where all the bitties go
the fancy girls, everything that you’ve ever yearned
isn’t that enticing? when you get surrounded by the nice things
what’s the point of making cake when you don’t got the icing?
what’s the point of even baking if you don’t know what you’re making?
fluky kydd give them a little variation, like a black kid speaking asian – ughh
[verse 2: fluky kydd]
i write like drake with a biggie smalls flow, only difference is they call me fluky kydd though
so, here we go, with you wanting to be hard core?
you know, with your hat to the back, talking bout your gats in your rap
yet your wack, with the tracks you put out
what you think of that? so sit back and relax , before you give yourself anthrax
cuz your raps are just pitiful, despicable, n0bodies really feeling you uhh
i’m bout to hit you with this final gatsuga tensho, but don’t call me ichigo
cuz me and my little bro, blowing up in less than 10 shows
you probably got 10 shows, lined up ready to go
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