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nlwtherapper - calling my shot lyrics

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i put these words to a rhythm
and i’m busting out this prison
i’m done being proper
language colorful like a prism

whatever the f-ck it takes to tell the tale
with these words at my back, i know i won’t fail
lighting up the path, blazing a trail
going against the tide i’m ready to set sail

my voice may not be as deep as the ocean
not tryna make you sleep with the style i’ve chosen
yo i read the laws of physics i’ve got a notion
that a rapper in motion stays in motion

my energy equals the m-ss
of how these words h-t
i spit some quick sh-t to smash hit
you like a ton of bricks
breaking the walls of your psyche
just do it like nike
no joke this is highkey
just me proving that i’m slick

don’t mean to sound like a pr-ck when i toot my horn
but i’m leaving my mark and to myself i’ve sworn
i won’t go quiet there’s a reason i was born
always sat silent and now i’m no longer torn

done feeling self conscious
f-ck that noise and nonsense
strayed dark feeling ominous
now i’m back and beyond p-ssed

for letting life p-ss me by
in the blink of an eye
yea my hardest i will try
i knew that to be a lie

always unwilling to give it my all
afraid of swelling up only to fall
i mean seriously f-ck it all
coulda gone pro, playing baseball

coulda woulda shoulda but i lived content
i chose where i was vs where i coulda went
the places i woulda gone
had i keep my mental strong
played my life to the tune
of my own god d-mn song

it’s time to play the game with everything i’ve got
babe i’m takin a chance, and i’m calling my shot
i was frozen for so long now i’m burning hot
there’s a p-ssion in my heart i thought i forgot

i know what i’ve got to do
to myself i must stay true
take a swing and follow through
hit that wall break it in two

come out the other side
take a seat on the throne
king of my existence
my purpose is known
all the hard work and blisters
so this sk!ll i could hone
i had to prove it to myself
and i’ve finally shown

the inner me i can do this
patiently i pursue this
in the puddings where the proof is
channel my chi punch with a new fist

strike back at what life’s thrown
attack with a pen and a poem
words as weapons not alone
murder the beat and i’m gone

moving up and on to bigger and better things
stepping to the plate taking home run swings
with my life in my hands making the b-lls sing
ready for the heat or whatever curve life brings

life plays dirty throws inside with a stinger
the crack of the bat, they call that a dinger
won’t stay where i’m at i will no longer linger
try to hold me back read my middle finger

- nlwtherapper lyrics

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