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werd (sos) - echo lyrics

werd, supermann on da beat

go all out, crescendo
crack’s like hit with a kendo
nagasaki gon’ mental
take off the mask and i bask in instrumentals
yeah, back to offend you
bad to the bag+pack rap crews
tend to; get them upset with the bars & my own views
i don’t even take aim, i just stain through
guess it’s the ink that i must use
trust, i don’t think i’m above you
just, i don’t cling and suck up dudes
just, just do me and f++k up tunes

first, in the firth
done kilt it in kilts
done ceilidhs for cash to help pay the bills
i done robert burns raps on stages still
i want to be me + not found my+sеll

so, i’m back to this, cactus with
all these wee pr+cks pushing me to spit
but thе mic’s gone cold and the dust it sits
though now and then the rap+addiction hits
i like new rap…
all you’re dictions good
just think you’re d+cks when you ditch who’s you
you got london slang, and your bars are good
but you got london slang, so bars your aren’t true
i guess i’m a’ judge (judge)
call me dredd
but ain’t on the police side
or policing you hip+hop heads
i just can’t rest
no sleep for the wicked
no tumbleweed and no crickets
no here to appease to critics
reason i did it? well…
we’ll come back to that in a minute
sounded like a hook, sometimes i just sing in
sometimes just wing it. sometimes unwritten
rap’s pretty easy, some emcees kidding
fibbing, listen; those bars are your prison
locked in with syndrome
of spitting like kings in the mid+lands
your kingdom is sh+t, man
we stay in a place that is hurting
so really don’t care when bragging’s the subject
see i’ve mates dying or chasing the dragon
crying for purpose
(so, f++k happy dug+sh+t)

i’ve been lost for a while
i went soft in my style
had a whole album i held back
had to patch rap when the love of my life passed
like i was shoved in an ice bath
want to take my life to have her back
lucky i had shrooms and a note+pad
else i’d consume the doom and not fight back
still broken. but i’m coping
a lot better place when the rhymes have focus
a lot better face when your eyes aren’t swollen
a lot better mates now the fake one’s bolted

oh how i fell
i was an echo of myself
chased heaven + found h+ll

oh how i fell
i was an echo of myself
chased heaven and found
h+ll

- werd sos lyrics

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