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sur5ill - cover letter / résumé lyrics

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[verse 1]
to whom it may concern–enchanté, dude’s name is sur
contact you mainly to earn a stable place to make my work
an underground artist so i can relate to worms
and i have what it takes to skate at your distinctive firm
‘cuz i’m the m. bison of pen writing, a slim t-tan
who’s been licensed to enlighten
especially these darker kids to with skin whitened
who wanna drink this brew since i’m bottling lightning
(uh) my experience comes in a myriad of periods
i share it to -ssure you f-cks who jeer i’m serious
so if you’re peering in circa when i was a weird and eerie kid
who had pimples when staring in the mirror, sh-t
my theory is to struggle is the way to really live
i keep grinding until my shares spike like guy fieri’s wig
the precedence is great music and the exception is free
i’ll follow up with whatever reference you need
respectfully, me

[hook] (x2)
my résumé’s on the interwebs
and so is my cover letter
they both been there for a little bit
so therefore i ain’t bitter yet

[verse 2]
yo my name is sur5ill and i’m from m-ssachusetts
on the highest axis, stupid
i-95 p-sses through it
contact information should you choose to use it
is my namesake at gmail–but don’t forget to include in “music”
find me on linkedin, in a .jpeg drinking
out a grey keg slinking at my apex, winking
(yeahhh) my sole goal in unloading golerflame
was to promote the le project, cisic, and to flow with reigns
more a fan of costanza than i ever was of chandler
bing, google, foodler or youtube your man, sur
modern warfare online and i’m murdering campers
my sh-t’s not hood it’s more for nerds learning at stanford
i used to chill with pablo, brian, ryan and ken
and lucas, their instruments aligned and invited me in
i didn’t own one yet so i bought a squier at whim
i never played a note, i dunno where i’d try to begin (yeah)

[hook]

[verse 3]
(ok) like i mentioned in #braingoes, my primary language is of the anglos
but i know spanish too, and in lieu of that
the fact of the matter’s i’m en fuego
that’s how i’m described where i reside in my pueblo
i may sound blanco, police finding me negro
you peons agree on my aura: it’s neon day glow
in two thousand one and two as a poor slouch
i attended morehouse
was more-south than i was used to
from what i could deduce through a dude’s view
i thought spelman would be a wh0r-house
so i could spoon then get the fork out
the extent of my learning ends at um-ss
whereas i earned my stripes like zubaz
but i wasn’t a full grad
not that it matters much but i majored in english
i wrestled with this decision like it came with a singlet
my minor’s culinary art and rappers are my fave dish
with a plate appearance like swing, miss–sur, the king b-tch



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