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sansen - the aang-xious dragon lyrics

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i got a flow like aang, the first lyrical nomad
breath of fresh air, yah i never follow no fad
always saying sorry, yip and yo that’s my bad
coming like a stream, i’m always tryna be glad
i put the sea in seam, here lemme show you my bag
full of tricks, like a cat with no hat
outta the park, with no bat
jokerrrrrrr, when i say imma bat

music is the answer, expressing all of my e-motion
i’m tryna make moves, pushing my pieces into motion
using my iq, despite not knowing my own quotient
ain’t really religion, cause i got me my own notions
dweller of dungeons, tryna find my seller of potions
ks to the i, yah i’m in love with slow-motion
probably ain’t true but you’ll joker round his abortion
couldn’t imagine being the mum, baby or surgeon
10 minutes of agony, pain and all that hurting
sorry for everyone, i really appreciate my birthing
i was blessed cause i’ve always had someone nurturing
no one calls me tuff, but i still always sense an empty cup

read like, mcqueen who? left turns the circuit
i’ve got a p-ssion for music, i hope that you heard it
ain’t that special, but i’ll make sure, i’m still tryna earn it
give my parents everything, tell em they deserve it
crying over my lines like i’ve already earnt it
how’s my bars sounding like somebody else’s
when, i was the one, that wrote them?
hear me, it’s me here, in yo face….
quiet and unclear

let me tell you a quick story, no balladeer
lightning, how i’ve tryna switch up my every gear
praying for 2020, but i’m already here
brown boy, but i’m just tryna bloow uup
at the airport, i’m always getting stopped
down at the skatepark, cause these streets full of cops
always landing on my ankle thinking i should give up
but i’m just tryna, tryna, tryna, tryna, keep up
i don’t really know the next type of pooetic flow
that’s perfect, despite what they might have said
i spend a lot of time stuck in my own head
i love sleep, know i ain’t that bad in bed
praying for so much more before i end up dead

walked in the past, ain’t tryna get clocked again
but i ain’t done, gimme a sec while i find me a new pen
making the wrong choices, even after i count to ten
wrapping all my greens up, firm believer of zed
hit you with a dragon despite not having kaikoen
i’m always in the shadows, cause i never leave my den
ain’t made of money, went uni, racked up my debt
support from all angles, cause i’m always tryna give back

check the intelligence, still don’t know my own quotient
gamer, no-teletubby, with a six pack little potion
tsunami, no oat-meal, it’s my lyrical pour-ridge
voices like the heard, through this anxious dragon

hope you get every, line, sentence and word



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