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subhas – autographs lyrics

the gift is the curse, the verse or the he-rs-
spent too much of my life living in reverse
but the writer’s block is over, claiming my turf
and i’mma get this thorough bread, i’m coming in first
arrogate the throne, i am not the latest
i am in the zone, chasing my own greatness
put in work all night all day, keep up cos haters free-lancing like the pacers

cirque du soleil, roles i’ve had to juggle
these masks i wear, costumes of the struggle
momma was my dad, set the record straight
and i hope i inherited her every trait
and her every word, sticks just like a quote
and inspired this the realest sh-t i ever wrote
put in in the song, that’s the antidote
skipped being a kid, guess i am the g.o.a.t

[chorus – vandetta]
momma told me boy pay attention in cl-ss, but momma i was too busy practicing…
my autographs, autographs, autographs, autographs
momma told me boy pay attention in cl-ss, but momma i was too busy practicing…
my autographs, autographs, autographs, autographs

inscribed in my textbooks, with hopes and dreams
and plans and schemes, but so hard it seemed
to forge my way to the top when people wanna see you
stop, drop and roll, this life is out of control

but boy ignore the noise, gotta stay patient
get your education, money ain’t the motivation
so i perfected… every stroke every line
and soon will come the time, till then carpe diem with no dime

and when i kiss my mom, i taste sweat on her cheek
and see her empty neck. things were looking bleak
every time i hold her hand i feel it more weak
but i hear her strength every time that she speak
tho’ we haven’t found, we continue to seek
‘cos this earth will be bequeathed to the meek
momma things won’t be as bad as they seem
and right now i need you to sign off on these dreams

[extended chorus – vandetta]
momma told me boy pay attention in cl-ss, but momma i was too busy practicing…
my autographs, autographs, autographs, autographs
momma told me boy pay attention in cl-ss, but momma i was too busy practicing…
my autographs, autographs, autographs

boy you know
one day our lives will never be the same
and i’m so proud but
don’t forget from where it is you came
the sky is the limit and it’s yours to claim
know that one day they’ll be singing
your name, your name, your name, your name

one day they’ll be lining up like they line up for jordans
that is what i think about when in the booth recording
destined to be legendary, never put work secondary, doing it january to january
fake messiahs and false prophets, all in it for the profit
i hear the debates aww… please stop it
if there was no magic and kobe, there would be no lebron
if there wasn’t no em, cole, and kendrick, there wouldn’t be this song

heading from the draft to the rafters
put our name in the hall of fame for the things we overcame
if unfit for tombs and he-rs- our legend be
it will be fit for verse let this be my eulogy

- subhas lyrics

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