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warpsa - self portrait كلمات أغنية

(introduction)
i been, floatin through life on the back of a cloud, while the same ones i exhale from the back of my mouth it’s funny how i can look for worth but never be found it’s like everything in life wants to f_ck me around huh, miss mother nature, god is she beautiful sending her to her funeral for things these gummy humans do its for pharmaceuticals luxuries and consumables no love and peace instead, were stuck inside of the cruc_p_l, is it my destiny? i need this remedy music consumes my brain and thеse beats demolish my еntities, i wanna set it free, can i just let it be release my life into a portrait followed by my pen it seems, cause this the end for me the only thing i know is rap or should i chase those dragons with the hopes to go and roam the map, i’ll go and show i can, it’s what i’m made for, i’ll paint a picture of my life on some 8ball

(chorus)
cause this is my self portrait step into my gallery, i paint pictures of myself livin happily, am i picasso, or am i anarchy the pattern seems to let the stress evaporate so naturally
cause this is my self portrait step into my gallery, i paint pictures of myself livin happily, am i picasso, or am i anarchy the pattern seems to let the stress [yo check it] evaporate so naturally

(bridge)
i been wandering now for nearly a week consumed in my dreams is this their outer meaning to leave a need to believe it fills me and i need to release excrete every enter passion when i speak on these beats the means, to make amends i’m not into makin trends only into base and snares and makin tracks that raise your hairs i been, asking myself nearly all of my life why do i go and work for money then be vulgar inside is it, is it the greed that pursues what i dream or does the honest me go and pull me outta the stream or will i, be consumed by corruption and l_st i fell in love with miss hip hop then forgot about sl_ts it’s kinda, therapeutical this closure with pens and when grants bangin the beast or he’s fly out of my hand i needa, another sheet let me show you my artwork where my imperfections are reminders how my past hurts

(bridge)
i’m only 20 and i know my flows are deadly music helps to get away but with my past there’s no forgetting so i, can post the meding on my own there’s no pretending have to grow i know the ending of this hole that’s so depressing, [come on] give me a pick me up fix me with these illicit drugs the mic cause your syringe and my lyrics will hit you sick as f_ck, so go and give it up let go of those past times cause life isn’t predicted as easy as a starsign, it’s full of ups and downs and windy roads no shortcuts to succession go and find your own so, don’t think about all of your goals as a whole, just go and do your thing and have a heart of gold in your soul and then, find your inner tune and bask inside that place of zen and fly that magic carpet to a place where we can lay our heads, the ill_strator paints a picture baby take my hand we ain’t got time to waist i think we better go and shake our legs

(outro chorus)
cause this is my self portrait step into my gallery, i paint pictures of myself livin happily, am i picasso, or am i anarchy the pattern seems to let the stress evaporate so naturally
cause this is my self portrait step into my gallery, i paint pictures of myself livin happily, am i picasso, or am i anarchy the pattern seems to let the stress evaporate so naturally

- warpsa

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