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lirik lagu speechless – remake – clarkyartist

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‘speechless’
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verse 1:
he’s spit*spitting a track…
… trying to help himself;
and so he sits spitting it back
spraying to the beat
it’s like he’s living with the track
until he’s k!lling his own rap
he’s rip*ripping it back
(rip*ripping it back)

it’s like he’s tripping into traps;
just filling in the gaps
in listening he lacks
so he’s letting rip attacks
attacking with his lyrics…
no cricket bats
nor fl!cking gats, like:
(cl!ck*cl!cking*clack)
(ric*ric*a*tat)

it’s thrilling, filling shillings back
picking up the shillings
to pay billings to his flat
so he’s flinging this and that
until he’s seeing pitch black, *
burnt smells hit the air
like he just lit a match
he spits sick lyrics
he’s sharp * tic for tack
people think he’s stupid
like: “mixing is mad”
but its simple in fact
cah he’s witnessing facts
told: “be careful what you wish for”
now, he’s wishing it back…
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verse 2:
… thinking in fact
“what worse could really happen?”
(his thinking is gassed,)
he was sinking
now he’s sank
but as he’s thinks into that
he stays sitting where he’s sat
gripping to his pad

its unfulfilling where he’s at
and all the thinking makes him mad
he’s drifting into darkness
like he’s lifted into black
he’s shouting out at air;
“someone bring me back”
is he living? is that fact?
cah he’s limping like he’s capped
ket leg, left leg
and he’s pilling when he chats!
vexed in the mind
so he’s bunnin’ spliffs in flats
no where else to go
he’s just living where he can
“snakes are in the grass”
so he’s k!lling of the cats
trying to change his world
with what he’s bringing with his hands
shifting up the pounds
until he’s bringing in the grands
… forever spitting lyrics
trying to fit it to his plans
cos giving up would not make a quitter, feel
or be a bigger man
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verse 3:
he stays sitting where he’s sat
sitting sniffing bags
the same bags, different bags
mixing: ‘pick a bag’
he’s singing, mixing tracks
filling up the wraps..
out, dropping off
trying to really get the stacks
putting in his headphones
bagging bud up in a sack
listening to this;
(cah its interesting to him)
every single word relates
as if it’s written in his slang
and he even knows the lyrics
so when he’s spitting that? …

he’s spit*spitting a track…
… trying to help himself;
and so he sits spitting it back
spraying to the beat
it’s like he’s living with the track
until he’s k!lling his own rap
… he’s rip*ripping it back
(rip*ripping it back)

it’s like he’s tripping into traps;
just filling in the gaps
in listening he lacks
so he’s letting rip attacks

stuck inside his mind
the story takes you back
he stays sitting where he’s sat
just spit*spitting a track
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