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muscle - defcee & messiah musik lyrics

[verse 1]
“it’s poison in that apple,” my mirror sighed to me
student found my soundcloud. said he was gettin’ high to me
at age seventeen, it woulda seemed so fly to me
but i’m grown and told him, “no, you really shoulda lied to me.”
used to force the issue. now it slides to me
knew a lot of toilet tishas ‘fore my sisters
played aquemini to me. remember ricky and ced would
drive to me. ricky said, “the cops was superman punchin’ ced up out his ride” to me
nothing holy in the story’s other side to me
light hit my homies’ eyes. it turned ’em blind to me
why fame has always tasted like a sour lime to me. even when
i’m teachin’, my brain is pagin’ phrases and rhymes to me
tired of who shruggin’ and mutterin’, “i tried” to me
arms around the huddle, and frontin’ like they won’t glide from me
my lady said, “if you’re stressed, you can cry to me.”
told her, “nah,” cuz it was too much pride to me, so

[hook]
i’ll work this out. i might tear a muscle
what i’m hurt about? i’ll answer if i trust you
i still might be lyin’ cuz you’re just gonna ask if you can help
but i’m a carry it myself. carry*carry it myself
i’ll work this out. i might tear a muscle
what i’m hurt about? i’ll answer if i trust you
i still might be lyin’ cuz you’re just gonna ask if you can help
but i’m a carry it myself. carry*carry it myself
[verse 2]
the weight’s just a plate, and the food isn’t new
bad days are a cake, slicing smooth through the blues
with my shoes on the coffee table, draggin’ all the dirt
at my best, laughin’ off the worst. grabbin’ on my shirt
got a handle on this baggage, keep it rollin’ in my wake
any low is like the clothing, i’ma fold it into place
with these stones upon my shoulders. i’ma hold ’em ’til they break
if it’s bone or if it’s boulder, i won’t notice til i ache
so my face rock a smile. it’s a style**that’ll change
when the season pass away, cuz my ego faberge
fragile frames on these rose*tinted lenses. my expressions
are confessions. i’m hopin’ my homies know to hold they questions
answers off*the*record. calls rejected as a resume
remember: age has a way of shreddin’ armor to negligee
shadowbox a featherweight. my own self*fulfilling prophet
and lately i been feelin led astray, but

- defcee messiah musik lyrics

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