The Wind (feat. Ben Workin)

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Art Morera

Art Morera is a musical artist known for his introspective lyricism and versatile style. He blends elements of hip-hop, alternative, and electronic music to create his own unique sound. Through his music, Art Morera often explores personal experiences, emotions, and societal themes, resonating with his listeners on a deep level. more »

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Feel this shit right now

Got a lot on your plate, eat or starve
Get back to business and complete your job
If there's odds against you then defeat the odds
Keep in mind your arms too short you ain't defeating God
Thought I could reach the stars it didn't seem bizarre
I was truly lost, neither near or far
Now I feel I'm closer like here we are
I feel your scars, feel I hear the car
When you crash and you died in the passenger side
Here's for all my dead Homies on the other side
I'm trying to vibe with these tears in my eyes
Forgive me for my hustlin', forgive me for lies
Forgive me I'm a sinner I tried to be your guide
That's some funny shit to picture me inside
Thing is I'm devilish, paranoid in my sentences
Wondering why I'm all alone
Wondering where my friends have been
Yeah it's all about the Benjamins
That's why they're pressing my buttons
They want me stressed out for nothing
Poking my chest out and bluffing
It's funny how your flavors be tasteless
I guess that's why they say it's the matrix
Keeping it moving away from the fake shit
Players will play, best to play or get played bitch
That's it right

All he left behind was an open book by an open window
People come and go as the cold wind blows
All he left behind was an open book by an open window
People come and go as the cold wind blows

Turn a page on a new chapter
Took a trip got away from bad energy had to burn sage on a few rappers
My mind getting better with time it's like as I age it move faster
Back in the day they'd hit my pager, homies tryna wager a few match ups
Seen an eyeful through my sniper rifle long range pew pew atcha
My name grew in stature, cuzza the way that I knew how to attach words
Unsure if you've seen this before but it's just another dejavu captured
Bow down and Obey the true master
Beard looking like the mane on Mufasa
Woolly mammoth, rhymes always came to me naturally
Man myth and legend status is where I am with this
Every track consists of many amethysts
Made bands off a bandwidth
Hand over fist
Hope you caught the punch
The homies and I smoked pot for lunch
Back to work now I got the munchies
Starving artist, on God I'm hungry
Your head is noddin you prolly agree
Subconsciously like you're falling asleep
Ironically you're in La La Land
But where I am is all the weed
Dale G, holla at me
Keepin it a buck like Dollar Tree
Or a deer crossing the street
Driving up the hill, where it's still too foggy to see
Almost spilled my Lagunitas on the driver seat
F*ck with me man, y'all gon need a
Cuban link with a solid gold jesus piece from the streets of Hialeah
Ay Dios mio, mama mia
Needed time away but I was here
Russell Crowe in the Colosseum
Million dollar bill when you see him, uh

All he left behind was an open book by an open window
People come and go as the cold wind blows

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