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hoyt – leapin’ lyrics

[chorus]
they don’t understand the sh+t that i say
uh
i’ve been spittin from the heart until it sprays
uh
wanna make a livin off my art and pain
uh
until it dwindles unmarked into its grave
uh
they don’t understand the sh+t that i say
uh
i’ve been spittin from the heart until it sprays
uh
wanna make a livin off my art and pain
uh
until it dwindles unmarked into its grave
uh

[verse 1]
i ain’t to melanie martinez
makin up my demons
for some sort of allegiance
the sh+t i spit is hard, call it cement
there’s some. hunger in my heart and it wants to get to feedin
there’s been h+lla struggles i’ve been barely defeatin
but i keep on leapin
but i keep on leapin
was cuttin like them scissors be
from a troubled history of misery
wanna stay away from them blades till they mysteries
[verse 2]
if i have kids they will all be wearin smiles
can’t do what my parents did, i gotta break the cycle
a substance that i’m farin is just another rifle
momma was starin just another thousand miles
emotions get to blarrin and it’s just another spiral
sometimes all that torment
turns my frontal cortex
into a f+cking vortex
i make all this music cause i never felt heard
i put all this hurt into every word
hopin that it surges into all the herds
and the vision that they seein doesn’t appear blurred
and i’ll understand all my worth
isn’t based off of external chirps

[verse 3]
based off of external chirps
i will never pay for a verse
in my bag like change in a purse
they all lag, but i’m playin in first
i never lack when i’m creatin work
i grew fast from the pavement not the dirt
toe tag like they layin in a he+rs+
i got so much rage inside my heart don’t let it leave me
i got so much rage inside my heart i let it feed me
he be talking tough but he ain’t ever really beat me
talkin to these people but i know none of yall see me
got this ptsd it put the pain on repeat
[verse 4]
i’ve been feelin broken since the get go
i don’t have insurance, someone k!lled my f+ckin gecko
got a constant feelin of a rock inside my chest bro
i don’t give a f+ck about u throwin up yo set bro
imma leave yo body creakin like u at a rest home
been writing from my soul, that u best know
writin all this sh+t for me, ain’t worried bout yo test bro

- hoyt lyrics

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