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werd (s.o.s) - what's yer thing? lyrics

hey, what do you do?

what’s yer thing?
mine’s rap.
it got a bit sh+t but never mind that.
i aint really big, i just rhyme man,
if i had a quid for every handshake or cypher pass,
ah, still on the pointless task,
but at times a laugh so it covers the cracks,
covered up with drugs,
that crave for touch gets a temporary crutch.
melodies and music, i lose my nut,
i am part of the beat my breath adjusts,
we speak on beat,
that’s how deep it is to us.
(mozi: ‘meow’)
searching for purpose,
life is a verse, versus us,
not rehe+rs+d…

[mog]
so fae the street, where the people compete,
for every scr+p of cash or p+ssy they get,
into the struggles of the rap game,
nothing’s changed, money and fame,
is something everybody’s out to cement.
vent.
now try and tell me that a c+nt can f+ck with me on the track,
i bet i beat him to the heid and the back,
fae the knees to the sack,
here’s the weed, put the green in the f+g,
as we proceed to crack the t++th of the yak,
blow off the heid and pour the b down the hatch,
until we start to see the green of the glass,
rip to those that d’d in the past,
c+nts treat emceeing like a menial task
as if it’s nothing but a means to the cash,
or easy access to a piece of ass.
but what you really need to ask is; ‘who’s feeling that’
what’s appealing when these people rap about pealing caps,
i say we need to bring the meaning back,
cause all i’m hearing’s cr+p,
and there’s nothing realer than that.

- werd s o s lyrics

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