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lirik lagu unnatural – graffik

[verse 1]:
could it.. be the result.. of anxiety
when there ain’t n0body here that can lie to me
and tell me that i can be whatever i try to be
whether it’s the way they watch me when i ride the beat?
listen to it back when it’s on repeat
giving it views, imminent news, what a sight to see
what do we do, follow it through or disregard the feat?
running away from the beginning playing hide and seek
but hey, they saying that i’m probably
coming up in the game, dude honestly
you got a sick flow and your lines are deep
but i’m not playing up on your ipod cause he/she
don’t even know the first thing about technique
it’s just in and out the other like my sound is weak
but i’m proud to speak and ain’t giving apologies
so gather ’round for the round of my psychology
..see now i’m just hoping that
the world really can see that i’m dope with rap
even though i might have a disorder that
i’ll never let you see me as an open act
i don’t know if it is nature or nurture
i don’t know if it maybe a curse or
i don’t know if i am crazy or mad but yo
i don’t even know if i would say it’s unnatural

[hook]:
i don’t know if it is nature or nurture
i don’t know if it maybe a curse or
i don’t know if i am crazy or mad but yo
i don’t even know if i would say it’s unnatural

[verse 2]:
..and all i can remember is the side scroll gameplay
it’s funny that pixels are the only thing i maintained
i see didd doing cartwheels on the same screen
reminiscing everyday and i’m not even 18
i can’t remember anything from the old days
i been watching home movies but they don’t seem to hold weight
stuck in my own cage, look at my soul stained
wish i had some teen spirit like i’m kurt cobain
without the handgun, ready to throw a tantrum
future’s looking vile so i’m taking shots, and1
yeah son, and when college ain’t fulfilling
i’ll be back in a house just rapping about tryna make a million
cause maybe if i had it, then i could trade it in
it’s midnight and i’m starting think depression’s caving in
i know my past is over and i might go crazy then
i find myself with a pen about to write this way again

[hook]

[verse 3 – critikal]:
in 1999, a legend to rap was born
but he died so i’m spittin with infinite force
no different than the man on the television
no different than the man in which you listen
people say “yo, crit you got them dope bars
but here’s a laundry list of how to flow hard”
it’s so hard, my mind is in shards and scarred
and behind these padded walls i’m barred
i dont really know.. where to turn to
i’m like a freakin cancer patient with the bird flu
to be honest, i’m all out of free cares
i’m a wizard that gets trapped under weak stairs
so i sit in this dusty old household
wondering how i dug gold and got sent home
rap fans never wanna hear a new sound
that’s why i sit in the dark with my head down

- graffik

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