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lirik lagu happ3n n0w – jet thuman

a communist dreamer lent lennon everything
life handed me lemons; she don’t know i stole her ring
probably give it back when i’m a chart-topping king
still a filthy street rat pickpocket that can sing
hip-hopping, kick my feet, i supply the earth’s beat
ask me why, it’s the heat, ask me how, i’m discreet
your life is a joke not a secret you should keep;
tell the whole world. you can sow, i’ma reap
kinda too slow for me. i expect to be
known in my hometown. screw it, all three:
spanish town, brooklyn, and the lbc
my renown will extend across the seven seas
pirates of the carib; new booty nightley
whoever fights me will find their -ssault failing
-ssailants who cannot ascertain my prevalence
need not refrain from their constant hatemailing
i want the attention. i need the recognition
learned so much cuz of my penchant for listening
hearing prayers in the air as well as cynics’ wishing
my sharp wit dulls. they think the point is missing
they don’t see the lines i can draw from my visions
in between them, the context i am given is a present-day prison
everyone’s on death row; i’m the only one living
this is jimmy’s world, don’tchya know? i have risen
gotta go, i’m on a mission. watch me glisten
i am gold. i’m a diamond. i am dying
sip some red rum while i’m shining
is this a nickel, son? don’t gimme jack if you wilding
brains go splat like gak, so vibrant
how can you not like that? it sounds good on my end
whatchu wanna hear?
fans could be friends, it depends who’s near
acceptance of the sounds; from tolerance to fear
the recklessness of youth is why i never pay the fare
can’t put me on the rear of the bus; back of the mind
am i the song you still hear? don’t fuss if you find
i am the artist of the year for every year hence
i still make something, who cares if it makes sense
or makes sixpence and i’m still none the richer?
life is suspense; i got a part in this thriller
you say scope the details; check the big picture
wind in my boat’s sails as the starlight fl!ckers
i’m pulled outta frame, can you tell why they picked ya?
step outta the cage, nic, quick light the wicker
man, spit flames, ignite the land quicker
an earth ablaze; i’m that hot. electrifying; zap, shock
hear me crackle, snap, pop
yoda-like with language; topoeia onomat
can you see that what i got is exactly what you need?
cuz you can chop your words without mixing what you mean
your magic is real, you just gotta believe
dreams happen now, life happens when i leave

- jet thuman

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