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the talking stage game - mistah kye lyrics

(hook)
i got a fresh wound in my heart
and it hurts so bad, i don’t f*ck with love
i don’t f*ck with trust either so keep ur distance i ain’t inna that stuff
and right now i got sweat in my palms
for pushing this weight and it’s hurting my arms
i been feeling this pain way more than a fortnight
you woulda thought it was a golden scar

(chorus)

they tell me i gotta put all my pain in tracks
that’s why i’m so vocal
it’s like a free skin in a game
everybody the same, so f*ck being hopeful
you know me i gotta stick and move
find me a peek, so my shot ain’t woeful
but me i play comps
so the girls that i got for are way prestige
and they’re far from local
lemme tell you bout’ this talking stage that i had
oh sh*t it weren’t part of the plan
i use knowledge as strength but kеpt my integrity
went holiday and my heart got a tan
i took a trip from еmotions
that’s whats i meant
and she ripped my page
cos things go good but my life is a game
so let’s see how it played…
(verse)

things go well for a while
a genuine smile and the feeling’s electric
got me reading ur words like 4, 5 times
i type and rewrite, man i must be dyslexic
got my feet on ceiling
phone to my ear every time that we call
we calling for hours, my lingo’s ours
your just like me, man i guess i got powers
but what do u do when the reps get lazy?
is she getting passed round town?
they tell me that my sport is to cuss
so i deep my thoughts, i don’t say too much
overthinking’s worse than drugs
cos it’s not even real, you just make stuff up
hallucinating in ur brain, it drives you insane
you better gear down and press that clutch
f*ck, why the f*ck am i tripping
my name’s mk, on the mic i’m slipping
i can’t think bout’ bars no more
i just think bout her and my heart keeps limping
nowadays we don’t talk as much
i hold ma pride, no way that i’m simping
she try air my text, so i air hers back
f*ck that, hold on i ain’t finished
it’s mad how it went from her telling me
that she really gonna fix my heart
to now and she poked it
bringing emotions
i really shoulda had my guard
we spoke for a good 2 months
everyday till dawn, like that she’s garn
i’m wasting my time, i thought she was mine
and right now i don’t know what’s up
so i called her, it’s been like 2 weeks now
i asked her if she’s alright
she told me that she’s never been better
she got a man now, felt that in my center
oh, swear? how long has it been?
my skin so thin, i clenched up like spectre
since last month, she said it so blunt
so i ended the call, i couldn’t hack that pressure
but the thing that i’m finding amusing
her man try beef me on socials
i told him that talk is cheap
just come buck me and i’ll rip out ur vocals
but look what she caused, she was a fraud
all of that time that i wasted
a talking stage, more than waste
i’m losing my brain
and that’s why…
(hook)

i got a fresh wound in my heart
and it hurts so bad, i don’t f*ck with love
i don’t f*ck with trust either so keep ur distance i ain’t inna that stuff
and right now i got sweat in my palms
for pushing this weight and it’s hurting my arms
i been feeling this pain way more than a fortnight
you woulda thought it was a golden scar

(chorus)

they tell me i gotta put all my pain in tracks
that’s why i’m so vocal
it’s like a free skin in a game
everybody the same, so f*ck being hopeful
you know me i gotta stick and move
find me a peek, so my shot ain’t woeful
but me i play comps
so the girls that i got for are way prestige
and they’re far from local
lemme tell you bout’ this talking stage that i had
oh sh*t it weren’t part of the plan
i use knowledge as strength but kept my integrity
went holiday and my heart got a tan
i took a trip from emotions
that’s whats i meant
and she ripped my page
cos things go good but my life is a game
and that’s how it played

- mistah kye lyrics

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