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paul blue - unanticipated lyrics

[intro]
unantic#p#ted debut, yeah
unantic#p#ted, unantic#p#ted
unantic#p#ted debut
unantic#p#ted, unantic#p#ted
unantic#p#ted # look

[verse]
feel like my whole world ended, now i’m david ruffin
grey skies from my bedside keep me tucked in
last night my confidence was monstrous
you couldn’t f#ck with
now i’m insecure as ever feel like giving up
digital yapping just a bunch of distractions
fingers tweeting but the lips not saying much
i visualize of a better life, paint a picture so vivid
within 20 seconds have to replace the brush
the stroke gives me a rush
and so i sit back, embracing the painting
it’s beautiful ain’t it, so much so i should frame it
and hang it, stare at it all day for inspiration
until one day, can finally look around and say ‘i made it’
my reality was once a fallacy
let’s live on forever, never face fatality
then i wake up
dreams of running the music scene
now just seem like a scene you’d see on the movie screen
raise up my head from the pillow case
feel into my shoebox, need to get my weight up, uh
bills to pay, uh, meals to make
just took a nap and i’m already feeling drained
story of a broke artist, you heard it before
i’m the cast, the director, plus i murdered the score
it’s a one man show
no audience and i’m still nervous
fingers shaking like a gun hand go
i put the pressure on myself
to live up to the standards i made for myself
just pray for my health
i know my potential
if i fall short, strip my credentials
and ban me from every studio and venue
reading the circle of profit with holes in my pocket
plotting to eat this guop like its guac
what’s my options?
i’m grown now
f#ck waiting i gotta go now
figure this sh#t out on my own, how?
chickenheads roam around clucking
i can hear ‘em through my window
keeping me up, y’all need to tone down
the low life is eating me gotta get out before i go down
so i sit up straight on the leather, mix the ink with the feather
i think of wording these letters in patterns that’s heard as clever
living rhyme to rhyme
i don’t have a 9#5, though i do stack paper from time to time
yeah i got a degree
but no experience
i never networked
so what’s that sh#t really worth? nothing
i’m locked in to this life
rhyming , production
can’t flip sides like something in the oven
can’t put artist on my resume
they’ll say i’m buggin’
different word, similar discussion
i don’t have a linked in
my connections off the grid
appear out of thin air and off ya wig (bah)

[outro]
unantic#p#ted, unantic#p#ted
unantic#p#ted debut, yeah
unantic#p#ted, unantic#p#ted
unantic#p#ted debut, blue

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