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SYB is a musical artist that is known for their unique blend of various genres such as pop, R&B, and electronic music. They are recognized for their catchy melodies, emotive vocals, and innovative production. SYB's music often explores personal experiences, relationships, and self-reflection. With their talent and passion for music, SYB has gained a growing fan base and continues to captivate listeners with their distinct sound. more »

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Take 1
This is the 5th take?
Aight nvm
F*ck yo turf, f*ck your dirt
I piss the earth on which you rot
F*ck the work, struck a nerve
And for the worth, it’s what you not
F*ck the thoughts you use to plot
Wish you would, I chop ya block
You’d be cursing this much too
If it’s a fucking quirk you got
Hi there this is Syb
Im looking for entitlement
I Lie to you, recycle it
I guess thats what, a title gets
May shoot my shot than shoot a rifle
I should be a nihilist
I don’t smile, I don’t dial
I jus watch the violence
Trying to stay on track
Like what’s my locomotive
What’s the lens, what’s the focus?
Should this be, a lil more potent?
I guess the pen, will have to see
But till then, I wont need to show this
If I wrote it, it’ll be molten
It’ll be a victim of corrosion
Even if I jot notes to the side
With some marks to color code it
I got heart, some don’t know it
Kinda hard, if you don’t show it
Won’t believe me
If I told it
Left these pages
In a folder
Guess if I don’t make it to the end
I’ll leave this folder open
But for now, you riding waves
I study wavelengths
Away from it all
I kept my business on a vacay
Martyr me but pardon me
Don’t fucking need no saving
Pass the weed right onto me
I guess that’s why I’m craving
(Taco Bell?)
Ain’t no way
That you can tame me
With my
Face deteriorating
I can see the
Complexion fade
I can feel the textures
Change
We can work it out tomorrow
But my bars ain’t lazy
The lurkers came to startle
But my brains been acting wavy
Shit, jus half the shit I spit
Is what you swallow
Don’t think too much
Jus had to shake you up like it’s vibrato
So I take that HK-47
Give em a AK-47
Blast the meat bag
Jus to off their 1 percentage
Don’t care if you think I
Meant it
Most y’all won’t get
That reference
Most y’all
Wanna be me
But y’all should
Leave me be, I’m venting
Learn my words, spit my verse
Serve you last, jus dessert
Firmly grasp, stirred up cup
Give no fucks from dawn till dusk
F*ck your work, earn my perks
F*ck your pot, I got a lot
F*ck my life, I love to curse
Yea that’s my quirk you MOTHERFUC
(Yea)
You got me smoking
Like I’m chosen like I study abroad (Oh)
I ain’t study paper
Cuz my face be studying broads (Oh)
Think he got some balls on him
Like technician, no drawls
It’d been a minute since
I seen em tear it up, no bawl (Oh)
Out with the boys
You bowl of cereal (Flake)
You ain’t got role material
Victim of vestigial
Get rashida, scar Jo
Rap Ford, carpool
Singing raspy raps
While we on the track
That’s what we rap for
Insult my lust
Now I’m petty
You bit my tongue
When you felt me
You bust my nuts
When you jelly
I smoke the drugs
And I’m healthy
Cuz when I float
You won’t come near me
When I joke
I hope you hear me
When I go
You’ll hope you met me
When I blow
I hope u ready

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