paroles de chanson Stay Strong - Seth Bowman

Dimensions folding inward
You have to be what you wanna see (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
First to ever do it in my city like this
They wish they could top my track-list
With no assistance they don't exist (plot twist!)

Picture this: closed fist, knuckles white
Ready to fight at moments notice day or night
Doesn't matter the time he'll snatch your watch up on a dime
Looking for a way to thrive
Hand gripped on a knife, uh
At any moment he could strike
Grip the mic with my Sci-fi Jedi might
Lightsaber to your eye
It's always a lifesaver when the force is on your side
You gon' have do everything to get out of my sight
They ask you for a taste then they take a whole side
After that you best believe that they eating your cherry pie
Not even leaving a slice or a crumb for a fly
To munch on or maybe shit on if it's time
Not worried about my prime I'm just pushing through the grime
If they chime in they can kick rocks while they whine
It's a fine line, cross mine you'll get realigned
Like your faith that you ditched when you're having rough times
And I-

Won't ever let a fake thought kill me
Until they feel me stay strong like a steel beam
Chords, keys, and a breakbeat lift the ceiling
Musical healings what I'm dealing (a real dream)

You can't miss me the beat shakes the building
Haters catch a feeling with lyrics that I'm wielding
Uh, I'm purging bulimics that's shielding their ears from this rap that I be spilling
This shits thrilling rhyming while i'm chilling
I be really grilling you willing to steal pens
You steady fiddling playing your own self
Therefore you the king of the clowns and no one else
(No one else!)
If you ain't rocking with this music, you're slow
To low to the ground to be feeling my flow
Who knows? I could pop up at your show
See you froze in a pose send an axe at your nose
And it goes like this my friend
Better hold your nose watch who you hold close
They could be the ones that turn their back on you at any second
Never threatened by a presence even if you got a weapon 'cause I-

Won't ever let a fake thought kill me
Until they feel me stay strong like a steel beam
Chords, keys, and a breakbeat lift the ceiling
Musical healings what I'm dealing (a real dream)
Won't ever let a fake thought kill me
Until they feel me stay strong like a steel beam
Chords, keys, and a breakbeat lift the ceiling
Musical healings what I'm dealing (a real dream)

Yessir!
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