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piro (saint & liam san roman) - life lyrics

[verse 1: saint]
white rapper
struggling to be dapper
the trophy that i’m after
would come easy if i was blacker
but it doesn’t really matter
cause my skin won’t be a factor
and the fact is i am madder
than all of these other slackers
yeah
and i ain’t never gon’ quit
my last name b-tt
so you better believe i’m the sh-t
make music and hits
is what i wanna do with my gift
produce the truth
and let loose any mood i can get
cause i’m smooth like mollases
cool like new gl-sses
and while you skippin’
i be payin’ attention in cl-sses
i know i lose control
and watch the needle as it p-sses
but at least i still have an understanding of what a cl-ss is!

[verse 2: saint]
i try to provide a window
sh-t, i can’t lose, man i gotta provide a win though
like pic-sso, yo i gotta see the world like my tableau
michaelangelo, i gotta re-sculpt the game cause it’s a plateau
only problem is i’m half grown
i’m always going back home
experience only comes if i exclude myself and craft songs
no time for puffin on bongs
no time for pulling down thongs
you better believe that everything that pulls me down is forgone

[verse 3: saint]
but then i see j cole
joey, logic, what they sold
-n-lyzing what they flow
so imma go do my own
half of this’ offa the dome
no threats bout bustin’ that chrome
sh-t that fills your mouth with foam
give you a fever and a seizure
then turn you into believer
not belieber
take a breather
cause my sh-t gon’ make your mind run, wide reciever
gold retriever
goal achiever
man i’m sweeter
insulin-ers
rarely see ya
like a beeper
my breath longer
than a femur

[verse 4: saint]
imma go back to my roots
but they spread around the world so i got 4 different routes
as an up an coming rapper, i’m easy to refute
so i gotta stand out, and rock this track better than proof
i gotta grab hold of the au-di-ence
show em thats its obvious
that i can rhyme, no c-ckiness
that i’m on time, no tardiness
no sell-out, forget an auction
focus burying rappers in a lyrical coffin

[verse 5: saint]
this took a turn into a diss track
man i don’t retaliate
but my lines’ll hit back
see i’m peaceful, but my words don’t take a break
yeah, f-ck a kit kat
it’s not me, but i’m done with you callin’ my sh-t wack
you’re an insercure, vindictive, amoral, narcissist
and you blow more than the 90’s on nintendo cartridges
you hide behind you’re homies and little accomplices
to hide the fact that you have virtually no accomplishments

[verse 6: saint]
yeah i’m angry
but i believe in common deception
eventually, we find we gain little from human connection
an irrelevant justification
to a kin’s lack of motivation
to negate any obstacle that poses questions or rectifications
solid trust and unit values
turn this want into a need
exponentiate the choices
so the youth lives zealously
orderly or alphabetically
you can’t feather me
my lyrics, they will forever be
engraved inside your memory

- piro saint liam san roman lyrics

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