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stormitive - gangster lyrics

“yo what’s good, b‚ yeah‚ so‚ we just boutta cop this song real quick and, uh”
it’s just a poke at what we know about the culture
satirize or fraternize among the lively vultures
all the critics of rap i hear seem like they’ve got null ears
hearing nothing, speaking out of line‚ preaching all fears
the only fanbas-ed man with rap critiques i like is fantano
man, he said you can’t rap and be a rap fan though
like slam, bro‚ words sound like a broken piano
like the one that fell out the 12 story window
rap music my thing, though, but it’s still kinda sketchy
like i hear it, and it fills me up, but sometimes, it’s so empty
sometimes it’s running needing to be comforted, friendly
we can’t solve problems with problems because, problems, we have plenty
lay on me, lean on me, that’s the teum taw be
united we stand, we unify to stop the enawmy
and i’m replenawshing because i’m contemplating enawgy
that i don’t know or understand because my culture’s been on fleek
meaning i just take a little a this, a little a that, wham
meaning i’m an anime video game gangsta rap fan
meaning i’m exploring artwork thereby exploring who i am
meaning i’m a faker pretending i’m hard when i’m not. fam

i’m finite
you’ve heard of words? well, mine don’t rhyme right
i try with might, hoping my kite can find the wind right
now i’m revising my mind’s blind spite
but when it takes all day, i’m full of dismay since i’ve got lines to write
i’m finite

my mind bites me like my cat does
not enough to hurt, but enough to leave some scratchus
not enough to burn, but enough to singe. not enough to stop my
thoughts, but enough to make the flow hold up a minute
what does it take, to shake up my lungs, to make up the great bars? does who i am
mean this a mistake cuz i can’t relate to the great stars? does my rap music
cater to n-body because it not about fast cars, women, drugs
trapping, hate, i don’t/can’t go that far
i’m straight with some weed and some liquor
and even those, only occasionally
i’m a baby you see, but that gangsta in me has some bars behind bars that are soon to be free
every day i am switching the code to the me that people are expecting to see
but gangsta rap has none of that, it’s just straight to the point, thanks so much all of ye
who made it, but i make it too, but i’m just a small scr-p of bacon
next to a meal, but the way that i feel is that this is my deal and my favorite
form of art. people gon say, not smart. people gon say stop that. people gon say stop rap
i’m gon just say back
you think all the legends who made rap to take back what they had robbed them from the way back
when self expression was all discretion
and all the lovely people were just scarred with weapons?
well now, artwork is a nice form of heaven
and we stand up proud like we’re all a big zeppelin
flying high in the sky with the strong defenses
but people still look down like they’re atmospheric
but they’re not even close, they’re just mad to hear it
cuz they’re stuck in a little box but rap is clearly
the best way to free yourself
so this alb-m’s intention just revealed itself
yeah

“and i’m just gonna let this beat go on for a little”

”i’m gonna tell it to you like this, hold up…”

it’s peace, love, positivity, heart, honor and respect
and weed, blunts, robbin enemies, taking a forty ounce to the neck
and peace, love, positivity, heart, honor, and respect
and, weed, blunts, robbin enemies, taking a forty ounce to the neck
and peace, love, positivity, heart, honor, and respect
and, weed, blunts, robbin enemies, taking a forty ounce to the neck
and peace, love, positivity, heart, honor, and respect
and imma gonna settle on that, now one more time, hold up

i’m finite
you’ve heard of words? well, mine don’t rhyme right
i try with might, hoping my kite can find the wind right
now i’m revising my mind’s blind spite
but when it takes all day (yo), i’m full of dismay since i’ve got lines to write

i’m finite
you’ve heard of words? well, mine don’t rhyme right (and that’s it, my feature’s over)
i try with might, hoping my kite can find the wind right
now i’m revising my mind’s blind spite
but when it takes all day, i’m full of dismay since i’ve got lines to write

i’m finite
you’ve heard of words? well, mine don’t rhyme right (except it was actually me 😉 )
i try with might, hoping my kite can find the wind right (alright)
now i’m revising my mind’s blind spite
but when it takes all day, i’m full of dismay since i’ve got lines to write

i’m finite
…it’s true

- stormitive lyrics

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