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$tanza the rapper - rfk (feat. nate the great) lyrics

[verse 1]
unh
last period
we’re delirious
glarin’ at the classroom clock
though we’re hearin’ it
tick
tock
it appears that it stopped
the c+cky b+st+rd must be mockin’ us
yeah my bro wants to throw hands
bet the +n+log opponent’s got a slow jab
so he thinks that the match is his
but the casio is actually cassius
and he picks his battles to make an ass of us
heh
i miss the innocence
the insignificance of differences
and my ability to make friends
replaced with a need to make ends meet
now the page is my safe retreat
navigatin’ a papеr fleet
relationships amid a ragin’ sea
it’s plain to see
isolation likely makin’ mе
into a vacant husk of what i aim to be
raise a fist if you relate to me
this rap is dedicated to the land of make believe
my neighborhood is always gonna be jamaica, queens
fender bender on the boulevard
break my dreams
days of green light made way for red ones
paid for love and now my heart weighs ten tons
cravin’ the cradle cuz i been sick of the bedbugs
like benjamin b+tton with the bennett bucks
but i’m in debt
and stuck payin’ rent
sh+t sucks and i struggle to make sense
without my tinted lenses
from canon events to uncle ben cubensis
i’mma end this
i’m a neon evangelist
not a candle can be held by the leds
nothing gold can last
the shadows of the past
are now reflected in the h+ll we see
said it’s heresy to meddle with the flow
but i’d go back
knowin’ what i know now
holdin’ up a kodak
took my cup o’ joe black
in hopes of growin’ up fast
and when i cut class
i never thought twice
now we’re left scratchin’ heads like we got lice
puzzlin’ over the struggle, we huddle for warmth
with porcupine quills pr+ckin’
i’m sick of the morse code
our smoke signals erode the ozone
incredible and frozone
shoulder colder than the latter
syndrome’s back, but attackin’ my gray matter
feel like an imposter
a mirage fostered by applause
in the early aughts
caused a monster to emerge
encouraged by the response
now i’m lost
but can’t fault the stars
fall asleep
to the sweet
melody of the cars
on my street
they blast beats
and it keeps me calm
and distracts me from the the fact
that i miss my mom
in a tatami galaxy, my pong opponent’s a wall
throwin’ up tags in a bathroom stall
we all vomit bargains
eatin’ more, but even so we’re starvin’
woefully holdin’ a low exposure
photo of my soul that sold for foreclosure
foragin’ for four+leaf clovers and
h++rdin’ em hopin’ to solve my misfortune but
hold on a minute, i’m
(+inhale+)
only mortal
song of body horror
all of us are victims of chronological torture
so say no more
i’m spiralin’ off+course like
1, 2, 3
shi+
[chorus]
all my life
i been pining for the past
put the vinyl on blast
now we’re ridin’ the wave
behave like it is your last night
hindsight pain
redefine your golden era
cuz that time is today
i say
ba ba badada
ba da da da
badada ba ba
da da badadada
ba ba badada
ba da da da
badada ba ba (yeah)
da da badadada

[verse 2]
not lettin’ my insecurities of yesterday
ill+strate tomorrow
inspiration from the past days
time to borrow
champion of the current
this ocean cherishin’ the present
embracin’ mistakes that i made
from then and adolescence
i see the message
when i’m lookin’ back into my history
but i’m in the now
i can’t let that easily stick with me
the future is bright
with all these lights
from this success
bringin’ in everybody
i’m showcasin’ the love fest
legacy made with each connection that i’m holdin’ deeply
and makin’ an instant
all the power the lord see within me
here for a reason
worth of a purpose on the surface
continue workin’
showin’ that i earned this
[chorus]
all my life
i been pining for the past
put the vinyl on blast
now we’re ridin’ the wave
behave like it is your last night
hindsight pain
redefine your golden era
cuz that time is today
i say
ba ba badada
ba da da da
badada ba ba
da da badadada
ba ba badada
ba da da da
badada ba ba
da da badadada

[verse 3]
cuz i can see the rfk
from the corner of my block
the bodega backdrop
mad props to my ock
east river mere feet from my doorstep (ayyy)
not a bad day ballin’ on the courts yet (kobe)
i’m meetin’ people that i otherwise wouldn’t
lookin’ outside of myself
i guess you’d call that maturin’
unlike dollar tree
count on me to keep it a buck
in this economy
you gotta be the guy they can trust
cuz when the words on the front of your currency don’t ring true
on who can we rely
aside from me and you?
[chorus]
cuz all my life
i was pining for the past
put the vinyl on blast
now i’m ridin’ the wave
behavin’ like it is my last night
hindsight pain
redefined my golden era
yeah, that time is today
i said
ba ba badada
ba da da da
badada ba ba
da da badadada
ba ba badada
ba da da da
badada ba ba
da da badadada

[outro]
da da dadada
da dada da da
dadada da da
da da dadadada
da da dadada
da dada da da
dadada da da
da da dadadadadaaa
(+cheers+)

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