harry guo – throwaway #7 lyrics
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[verse]
grow from experience, this the sh+t i learn about
hot coals in my hands, never learn to cast doubt
what other people think, was what i concern about
candle in my hand, not stopping til i burn out
from cobras to the snails, with fake nails wearing face veils
take things at face+value, we blaze trails
question how we live, question how you give
the light’s the fuel, my mic’s the tool
we trekked like mules, carry freight
i direct my direct fate, at my late grandmother
we did everything together
at the market, we copped the fake gucci leather
tragedy strikes, but everything happens for a reason
seasons fly pass, and angels land
man, everything’s going according to plan
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