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clevva - young welsh prophet lyrics

[verse 1]
i been tryna reach the top, since i was a nappy wearer
i’m not a natural born rapper, every day i’m gettin better
i’m not the greatest to live, but tryna knit the sweater
i call myself a prophet, but i’m not a great sharer
try to be honest and good, but i’m a bit of a swearer
when i told my stories, people didn’t seem fussed
now a meal deal rapper, thoughts are a lil bit rushed
don’t talk all bout my life, now i’m never ever shushed
been keepin my topics simple, make my raps adjust
raps where’s you’ll find me, raps my happy place
i’m a legend in the making, so you’d better watch this sp-ce
not talking interstellar, don’t need to win that race
i’m all up on cloud 9, smashing verses like a vase
boy with a daydream, man with a goal
rappin from the heart, rappin from the soul
rap’s just a stroll, (you know i’ts just for fun)
i got these ideas, bein’ created in my mind
all these brand new thoughts, thinkin up new rhymes
scared without a story, i may just go blind
lose my motivation, my reason to just grind
i’ve been around for awhile, tryna k!ll this silly flow
tryna work out my purpose, tryna make myself grow
i’m here for a laugh, i ain’t here for the dough
when it comes to the last line, you’d better scream woah

[verse 2]
second verse in, they expecting pure fire
but i’m honestly more scared, i may just go and disappear
my mate said he’s jealous, what i’m doin he admire
i’m exploring the rap game, like a final frontier
i’m a north wales kid, but the dream is bigger
if the sky was the limit, i wouldn’t be a dream tripper
i’d be another sheep, fittin into the picture
i might have more money, but i wouldn’t feel richer
and i’d only have fake friends, be busy tryna fit in
acting super normal, fittin into a broken system
rather be unique, cause my story isn’t written
i’m tryna be the best, cause that’s my lifes mission
remembered through the ages, as a young welsh prophet
i hate mumble rappers, autotune i stop it
spittin these good bars, i’m a send em to their coffin
teach them real rap, get their heads boppin
i’m a steal all their fans, i’m a rappin’ robin hood
i’m a run this whole game, like it’s called sherwood
i’m just following my dream, i hate that it’s misunderstood
what’s good

- clevva lyrics

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