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Saafir - Light Sleeper Şarkı Sözleri
person people think i´m talkin´ to myself when i´m rehearsin´ on the rhyme. a mass productionist, a mass production matador, pan it more to the left, there you go. minimize the synthe-sizer wiser when i wind up for the pitch, but i don´t pitch a bitch ´cause sales get derailed and towed an abundance of cash. damn, i let it go. he was my man. i tried to trust him, but i busted him twice in my trash can and i´m askin´. i don´t need psychology to see, the dichotomy in me. knew something was fishy, but i´m better than wishy washy or topsy turvy. it kinda irked me that i caught him sleepin´ ´cause i try to be wide awake, but ye slows it down so i can´t dilate and show that i´m bigger than that. but i also have to consider the fact that opposed to him not being the right peeper, i´m a light sleeper so what does it mean when i reach maturity and still see that i´m not the mayor of my mayonnaise, the master of my milieu. at least i have a swing and a few things on my mind, it´s never a good nighty night just a rise ´n´ shine. why´s the rhyme so important. why do i have to be so potent and blow the mic a flow without chokin´ - i don´t. i´m arrogant and outspoken mouth no token i´m just a roust about. i have a house and clout but i don´t come tight but it´s routine since few fiend for true hip-hop. it´s a trip when i drop my style and forget it and forget where i got it from and how i got ´em sprung ´cause i´m stuck on myself and i depend on my luck and wealth for health matters so i don´t explode with stress i´ll serve you an elf platter they´ll tell me my shit is fatter than the first but i´m a light sleepin´ rapper in a hearst i don´t wear sarongs in my songs. i diss the skirts in verses an i used to measure my demeters with clever panometers but i bounced like a pogo and i´m solo with the hobos. a nocturnal colonel in a journal i put fly kids´ eyelids to rest a detour for deep sleep when i freak beats i snap like a defective contraceptive and my sleep will be light, so you´ll know that i´m tight |
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