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cloud 9 - 202druid lyrics

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[verse 1]
uh, the sky been so blue and
up in cloud 9, been so high, flowers bloomin’
watchin’ a world with a riotin’ movement
try make a name to inspire less boomin’
but my music influence been fluent
make no mistakes like an asian in schooling
i am not racist, but the race war in ruins
so i’ll try make a name to try make some improvements
they don’t like this new sh*t
they lower the ceiling, i higher the nuisance
makin’ a noise, call me viral inducin’
i’ll have my sh*t spreading like virus, influenza
but i’ma be real, not influencin’
nеver had confidence to stand up and say sh*t
nеver had confidence, breakin’ the matrix
but now that i made it, i’m finna erase it
a race to the top
their sayings are scary, they make it out bad
nullify creativity, can’t have what they had
i’m always deterred from writin’ my raps
’cause all of these highs on the mic got no flash
i never rap fast, i don’t got the tongue
these b*tches be mad, they think that it’s dung
but when i get a chance, and i’m makin’ a run
they gonna regret never ridin’ with me
sh*t’s hard, but they never like it with me
my music defyin’ the scenes, i’m writing with scheme
they lyin’ ’bout fines for some fiends
and i want to send a lil’ message to these unlikeable seeds
you ain’t gonna make it, you ain’t gonna grow
you’re a plant without water, you reap what you sow
if you talkin’ ’bout me, you get dipped to the floor
is that how you wanna be known?
is that how you wanted to grow?
life’s reminiscent on the remnants you show
i’m steady been movin’ for growth
you steadily pathed to your doom, little ho’
i’m sick of yo’ flows
i’m sick of yo’ drugs, i’m sick of yo’ lean
i hope you get sick and you dyin’ in three
yeah, you fightin’ with me? i’m a violent fiend
i’ll turn you to toast, make you vile in scenes
i’m firin’ bleak
[verse 2]
i don’t understand how you livin’ like this
when your family need a retirement quick
if they dyin’ and sh*t, who gon’ buy medicine?
who gon’ fly out from states to impress edison?
they been knowledgeless
on their toes, try get experience for scholarships
b*tch, you ain’t gonna get any acknowledgement
rap, i’ll pack you into changin’ your posture, sh*t
i ain’t been sorry, ho’

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