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different - akroyd smart lyrics

[verse 1]
a lot of nights i be questioning why i’m even a rapper
and why no one has the courage to be themselves and stand up
band up and bandage
the wounds, secrets, and candids
i manage the damage to continue coming
something thrown up from my stomach
pit of my deep sh-t
gritty falls on defeat, k!lling
when i spit belief systems unlike all the seat filler
c-section the street feeling
beat building and chilling
my life believing these women who don’t know how to deal with him
building up the shadow of empire
and trying to stop the lying
cash is money, dishonesty
making me walk the line
the fire in my chest (sparks)
someone’s on the floor dying
crying at sighting of your f-ck ups when the paint is drying
let’s be honest when i say i sound like no other person
he-rs-s crossing your suburbs i’m done with your written curses
verses searching for the honesty seeded in every person
but now it’s certain to see my dreams of that theory isn’t quite working

[hook]
i’m on my new sh-t and no one knows what i’m doing
and know that i’m weird as sh-t but i know what i am doing
so i keep my head up and take it like it’s a bullet
so keeping your hands up and give it up for the bullsh-t

[verse 2]
putting so much pressure on verses, the worst still good
sessions took up some hours
tossed it out, firewood
stood up burning with some presence
rehearsing with brotherhood
presents given in bars, i only gave them a hook…

booking shows for some days
skating with the brigade
lucid league controls dreams
lords of lame, it’s in the name
different to all you rapping, smeezy changing the game
amazed what you can do when you john cena the scene of same
remembering all the girls who laughed
remembering getting picked on by even the dorks in cl-ss
remembering before you could spend all of your days talking smack
masking like jim carrey ’til you bury your head in the sand
well i’ll be better off with out you and sads
f-ck you and all the lads
who blast speakers on the trains
for making your sh-tty raps
full circle, the jerk who’ll question an answer claimed to be
when you’re hearing some weird sh-t, you just know you’ve listened to me

[hook x2]

[outro]
it’s gotta be something…

- akroyd smart lyrics

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