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touchline & kane keid - kane's arrival lyrics

[intro: touchline]
correct
yeah

[verse 1: touchline]
me and lil’ bro had the streets talkin’
my life is still a dream, i’m sleep walkin’
always eavesdropping when ever money talks
i touch my knees when i reach in my deep pockets, i always see profit
leader of the crop but also the cream of it
some you don’t see often
i watch her disappear in my flow like she’s dissolving
got an atittude but the d solves it
why you actin’ big when your music never plays in the car?
ain’t you a star?
what you mean you raising the bar?
gold medal on my neck like an argentine that played in qatar, danger gevaar
san uyas’tider, aw’ sp+cer kancani
makes sense since you only look great from afar
straight from the heart
you know that i hate a facade
what’s strange? none’s changed
that’s what a n+gga said from the start
top of the food chain, top of the new wave
confidence bruce wayne but macking on lois lane
dropping a new tape
popping in usa
smashing a new flame but cuddle my boo thang
you fighting for loose change
you struggle with hood fame
i say i’m the new jay, they tellin’ me “touché”
i meant that in two ways: the raps and d’usse
the mogul, now come and meet my boy, the new king
[verse 2: kane keid]
lot of beer bonding, lean fonding where we from
and being honest, been on it but i had to be conscious of the fact that we pondered on these dreams
when touch invited me on the scene, i think i had a clean logic
squeaky daw, loud keys and a mean sonnet
me on it, sounded like a pro with the tools to build a serene sonic
symphonic, hedonic lyrics put a ring on it
meaning leave the big homies deep sobbing
i seen all this
now i’m on and i’m starting to see artists who starting art as a revenue stream
nothing they really do mean
oftenly they only see the market, red carpet and black garments
nothing in they heart, it’s a dead carcass
rather play the part of a dead artist
for your moment and how you rose
they were never rooting for you, that’s why you’ll be buried with a dead garden
my heart hardens, with every hard bar that i jot for them
it was a hard bargain for me to drop ‘dollar’ and be the one that’s paying all the cost for them to listen and tell me how dope it is
hoping it’s the last time i’m holding this pen and uploading this wav. file on distrokid
hoping it’s gon’ blow and it showed me things, yeah
the loneliness was growing thick
but, a random tuesday, things changed
and now they waiting for the mixtape
and now they waiting for the mixtape

- touchline kane keid lyrics

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