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rewind aka realness – tears lyrics

[verse 1: rewind]
these are my tears of success
that peer in the mirror and the best is what reflect
these are emotions of the dopest
binges of syringes, injected, left on my vocals
shook my tolerance been toppled, these bottles of open vodka
this overuse of moscato in hooks
and mislooks of confidence and bravado
i’m honestly appalled at their applauding
sorry, i had to say this it’s
haunting me, the conjuring of the game with-
-out eradication of the fakest. they could
take a vacation, to the unsafest place
that’s located in the depths of hades and stay there
yeah, i am no longer the nice one, they changed him
driven. topics is oxymoronic, i love my city
but i hate where i came from
dead on, the opposite of well off
bank accounts in the neg, don’t know what to tell mom
tired of this float of hope, hip-hop i need something to sail on

[verse 2]
no time is this mean rhyme race i’m in
i got rewind chasing him, compet-tion stays that slim
general, a marshall ripping rappers
like eminem eating m&ms, its eminent i’m in this b-tch
born a star, and i won’t go out a bird, no emmitt smith
and i don’t win, until john rich on my apprentice sh-t
gimickless, trying to mimic this is futile
you need to sit in the crib with two bound notebooks
with a few pounds, of the pills from limitless and quote books
an opus of dopeness enrolled in a hopeless 23 year old kid
rolled in some nike foams and some fresh sh-t
it’s messy when i get on this mic and confess sh-t
i break records when i break down records
i swear cas beats got a mother f-cking death wish
screaming “f-ck ’em all” like a reckless terets kid
i drop squares like tetris, it’s not fair, all bets in
and i guarantee that they’re betting on me

[verse 3]
young wiz matadore, i’m still up on my bullsh-t
ya’ll boozer in the finals though, still up on that bull sh-t
lethal lyrics, trigger tongue, don’t make me squeeze pull it
breath bullets, please do it, emcees is 2 pieces and a beat biscuit
i’m harder than 3 quizzes, 2 exams, and cheat sheets ripped up
keep dissing they’re funny, pete griffins, all that sneak dissing
and t–th gritting, getting nothing but knees twisted
made from some legends will, naw for real
cut me open i bleed different
what he speaks is heat seeking
went from trending topic tweet tweeting
and weekends to weeks drinking
to ink spilling, and ink spilling and ink spilling
tears dropping they keep spilling
do you know what it’s like to only be able to say sh-t to a notepad?
if you don’t then don’t ask
i spent my whole life, trying to make right from what i write
and now i write just to be alright

these are my tears of success
that peer in the mirror and the best is what reflect
these are emotions of the dopest
binges of syringes, injected, left on my vocals
shook my tolerance been toppled, these bottles of open vodka
this overuse of moscato in hooks
and mislooks of confidence and bravado
i’m honestly appalled at their applauding
sorry, i had to say this

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