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lirik lagu helicopters – miles better

nah mate, the [?] bolted
lighted an incense after a smoke tip
washed my hands taking a p*ss and then [?] stay closed even after the lock’s broken
social propagandist
influence perception of the world in which i’m standing
tryna push my art into a market that is long abandoned
don’t just sell me appropriated labor, that’s madness
mind as quiet as possible
there’s already too many external obstacles
waking at the crack of dawn to craft a song
turn my back on anything that makes a product talk
my [?] songs keeping it so real that [?]
despotic rappers gram smoking, promoting their promotions
i’m dying to chase the money, let us out the f*cking temple
but raps [?] is an [?] mental
can [?] big daddy kane and abel
out the stable like i’m starting a verse over again
reversing a he*rs* over a dead horse
rap makes you dead ho*rs*
forceful metaphors may as well be [?]
picture paints a thousand words [?]
and i’m always late for all the trains of thought that i’m supposed to catch
hoping i can prove to myself the writing is easy
really that’s the rhyming punchlines, the narrative bit escapes me
i’ve the attention span of a kid nicking a fidget spinner
mixing “big pimpin’” with limp bizkit [?]
[?], [?], bet i can [?] you
get confused about my dialect that i use
family recipes get kept close, how dare you?
so rude an aurora borealis couldn’t calm you
put the pad down, take a blast, this tune
record vocals, do two, i rap to the dead, [?]

- miles better

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