ridley faires - darkness falls lyrics
[verse 1]
i got one life, well technically this is my second ’cause of
when i was a baby i flatlined for a minute n’ filled my
gauss rifle with rhymes or ‘least try to rhyme
different words but am i tryna make music that i want or
do i wanna make music that’s relatable or music that
has a lotta rhymes? i don’t know i’m confused, all of us got
problems, i’ll rhyme on my own time ’cause i’m tryna tell my
story, everytime i look at my chap stick i sometimes get reminded
of a glue stick ’cause of the shape n’ function, somethin’
just came into my head, man, know some of you ‘member this
“conjuction junction, what’s your function?” use to watch it
funny thing is i may be a grown man on the outside but i’ma
child on the inside, i’m just rappin’ on what i know, typed a long
1st verse, a chorus n’ a 2nd verse, didn’t feel it though deleted
the whole thing, cold in the mornin’s had to wear a jacket, slept
on my floor, to be honest it was good, usin’ my blanket as my pillow
biggest fear that i got, wanna hear? spiders ‘specially black widow, not
the other one, got a good ol’ feelin’ for a roll of scroll or get some coal
made a bowl of cereal, know it’s weird but it’s my art, for my part to start
’cause i’m dustin’ off the papers n’ the beats n’ remakin’ ’em, this is when
[chorus]
i’m shakin’ it up a bit
continue to change
growin’ as a person
growin’ as an artist
growin’ as me, yeah
[verse 2]
i’ll still release more even after 8 albums, still be makin’ more
response to hate n’ stuff like that but i’d rather put energy into my art but if it’s what i wanna do, then i will
i’ll continue to “murder” it, but highly doubt it, speakin’ of “highly
doubt it” when i try to donate my pulse hightens, 153, might as well
not be, got mtbmb + side b playin’ on my phone, double clone near
shaq, i can tell you though i’m feelin’ a bit good but too much of a
wimp to compete, ’cause this is what i do, this is what i love why? why do i wanna do this?
i love hip+hop but hope this is learnin’ right but don’t we all
have a breakdown sometime in our lives? breakdowns can be like
knife’s, but i don’t cut my wrists like stan, sometime later i need
some money to pay for insurance, for gas, for everythin’ else
bein’ honest think i have a blast doin’ these n’ recordin’ ’em?
you betcha i do, studyin’ on the rhyme schemes n’ how the pros
do it, but the funny thing is i might rhyme without even noticin’
it, thing ’bout cats is they walk on they tip toes n’ mom says i used
to walk on my tippy toes when i was a kid, but i knew i was fit for
this when i listened to all ’em other rappers but i’ll try not to
let it get to my head, drop dead
beats, but not beets drop
dead in my mouth, gotta keep healthy, gotta keep the body good
no pen n’ pad anymore, writin’ ’em on my phone, when i listen
to ’em other rappers most of the rhymes pass over my head like
an entity, lemme be
[chorus]
i’m shakin’ it up a bit
continue to change
growin’ as a person
growin’ as an artist
growin’ as me, yeah
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