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rick chyme & man - jumper | day 3 lyrics

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daily pieces 365
by rick chyme & man
day 3: jumper

first heard it in egypt

brought to his phone via(by) some hashtag
all alone, him, his headphones and a hash bag
hit play, it caught him off guard, the production
reminded him of when he first met her and fell in love then

hopped in an uber

lyrics spilled from some fosgate’s, god’s great
pasted to the bumper of the ride
straight no facade
story delivered without a frill at all
land at destination from playing playlist to catalog

went deep down the rabbit hole
spent weeks scouring trash for gold
found art that somehow left him inspired
as m o b b had (back)dad in ’93, now he’s feeling wired

at his gig, thinking different
an inkling itching him if it’s in him
it’s in him, living and winning
begins with taking initial steps
he needs to move
his gut is screaming at him
for years he’s known what he needs to do

there’s no time like now
gotta take those steps
don’t leave your mind locked down
past erase those debts

you’re on time (x2)
the time’s now (x2)

all the sudden he’s seeing dots that connect and
more and more his intuition, gives him direction
the white noise, learns to block it out, stop it how?
control what i control, my response is what’s got me now

in the position to really begin to grind
he spoke to a reporter who questioned his will to shine
all i’m trying to do is fulfill my role, win and grow
there’s really no valid reason for me to need to go

clamoring in front of cameras, in hopes to raise my profile
fans with demands, that i am what they know how
am i supposed focus amidst this, what is this d-mn now
my craft brought me attention, that’s kept me from practice, and now

time (to)wards interviews makes the news
and feeds the piranhas
gossip rags accuse me of moves i made with rihanna
all i wanna do is improve, till my jumper’s agua
every time i, pull i expect net
forget regret, regret begets, inaction i’ve got to get
more traction next to the best is where history’s
bound to rest me at
the feeling of knowing that every shot
it is dropping antenna

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