CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Withered

Yo, aftermath of rap and I'm a psycho
Hard as black and I can't take it
I don't know if imma grow to see the stages
The light's alive
See that's a choice for you to make
A rule to wake and slap me in the face
I take with grace and settle into place, sh*t
The money? I never made it
Yeah, for those who say it's easy
Make a buck and steady disappear, wai'
I guess you can, but what's the problem than?
It's done said than said
An understatement, biggest out there friend
I made it for the arc
To cash the status, clout and fans
Look at my reflection
Mirror shattered and a sadder man
Tryin' to be the person everybody dreamt to be
But I don't know if that's the person that I'm truly meant to be
I'd been lyin' if I said, that I'm the greatest ever
'Cause I jus' wanna feel success in my rap endeavors
And if you think another rise
Well I don't give a f**k
Well actually I do
So you can add that to the fibbin' cup

Slow breath, slows down
But never shiver, I shiver
Slow breath, slows down
But now I wither, I wither

I 'been feelin' broken
As my heart lies here in shards
And I'm pickin' up the paint brush
To refine this art
Put it back down again
Because I'm no Picasso
I'm just a non-believer
Immitatin' with the god-flows
They said I was less with the talent
But it locks your dorment
The game was a castle
So I came just to storm it
I grabbed the glass and throw it
I guess I'm just a poet
Who makes music
To express the emotions I'm never showin'
I'm not great at takin' criticism
I'll admit it hurts
N' comin' from my loved ones
I think that it makes it worse
So I'll leave these thoughts inside my head
Until I'm in the hurst
And let my insecurities be buried in the dirt