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embis – hurt كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
you can you say you sl!ck, and you can say you ill
but how the h_ll are sick if you ain’t displaying the sk!ll?
showing symptoms of fakeness, please try to keep real
you bragging bout cash, “i have all these bills!”
but gs keep the money quiet, that’s meek mill
i had the same sickness, only drug was my beats pill
got through it through music and then i learned to just be real
but, ya know, it pretty funny ’cause i don’t feel so inclined on this steep hill
in cypress like b real, feel my mind is a weak building
it just collapsed, and i’m trying to rebuild it
but it’s a wrap, no supplies, and no refills then
i’ll just rap, layin’ lines on a beat still to keep well
it’s a warzone, you wanna battle me? b_tch, well
as soon as you step up you clam up when you see sh_lls
don’t scare at the weapons the weak wield
you a bad actor in a b film, and we mad ’cause we feel

[hook]
(so much words to say)
(i’m so hurt today)
(blurred uncertain fate)
(i’m not sure i’ll stay)

hurt, and i’m trying to heal it writin’ a verse
my spitefulness still might be a curse
cause i’m fightin’ to k!ll, drivin’ the he_rs_
so you might wanna chill, i feel hurt
and i’m tryin’ to heal it writin’ a verse
my spitefulness still might be a curse
cause i’m fighting to k!ll, drivin’ the he_rs_
so you might wanna chill, i feel_
[verse 2]
hurt is an understatement
you can’t just wash it off like dirt on the pavement
i’m assertive in saying that i ain’t just spraying hatred
it’s a whole ‘nother game and my style is ancient
that’s why’ll just spray sh_t that seems wild for this generation
but i’d rather spit conscience then spew some nonsense
’cause i’m not dishonest, but why do i devote so much time to rhyme?
i confess, to provoke a sign in my mind that i ain’t just another guy on a mic
’cause if i could get by with just rhyming one line
i would die just another sign of my time
crying inside, i strive for respect, won’t die for a check
let’s hope i don’t put a nine to my head or a knife to your neck, keep check
of my mental health, i don’t live in wealth, i don’t live in h_ll
but dang if i’d had a wishing will, i’d wish you well, insane?
i have a void in my heart, fill it with noise to heal scars
feel like choice, so it starts to beat
only when something is there to bridge the part between

[hook]
(so much words to say)
(i’m so hurt today)
(blurred uncertain fate)
(i’m not sure i’ll stay)

- embis

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