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Ventro.wav (feat. Dotaki & Happiest Kid in the World)
by Solace
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To be a star is far
I'm spitting worse bars than jar-jar
But you know where it's coming from
Living life's becoming so encumber-some
The only light is fulfilling my hunger 'fore the sun comes up
Rest in peace to Dumile, Macadel, and jahseh
Idols taught me stick with what I have to say
Regardless of my mistakes and bad days, I have faith
And people really talk shit like they give one
I'm disconnected from the sitch, no charisma
Pissed, had to step from the stigma
Sick of the tricks, chose to stick to the vidya games
Spit what i want, give a shit how it's sayed
Give a shit how it's played, give a shit how it's made
Long as it exists on this plane
It'll stick with a brain like mine til decay
And I'm not sorry I'm not tryna be your kid for the day
See the system? I'm really tryna get my own way
But of course, there's more issues in my face
They're ignant to my fate
I wanna run away but is there any place
Art is where I fit in so I'll stay
And I hope that all the time I've given hits that place in your soul
My mind's a victim to the way nostalgia flows
And of course it's easy to slip when I'm chasing my goal
To be a star is far
I'm spitting worse bars than jar-jar
But you know where it's coming from
Living life's becoming so encumber-some
The only light is fulfilling my hunger 'fore the sun comes up
Rest in peace to Dumile, Macadel, and jahseh
Idols taught me stick with what I have to say
Regardless of my mistakes and bad days, I have faith
And people really talk shit like they give one
I'm disconnected from the sitch, no charisma
Pissed, had to step from the stigma
Sick of the tricks, chose to stick to the vidya games
Spit what i want, give a shit how it's sayed
Give a shit how it's played, give a shit how it's made
Long as it exists on this plane
It'll stick with a brain like mine til decay
And I'm not sorry I'm not tryna be your kid for the day
See the system? I'm really tryna get my own way
But of course, there's more issues in my face
They're ignant to my fate
I wanna run away but is there any place
Art is where I fit in so I'll stay
And I hope that all the time I've given hits that place in your soul
My mind's a victim to the way nostalgia flows
And of course it's easy to slip when I'm chasing my goal
