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lirik lagu return of simba – spitty

they say money makes the world go round
then why they got me trapped in this cubicle
working like a square every d-mn day
wealth don’t come easy when you’re musical
people hungry for them green rectangles
eyes lit cuz the pyramids mangled
cash don’t buy happiness i’m happy-less
unless i’m rappin’ from my heart until i breath my last breath

let’s go, i told myself i’d never quit
but sometimes i feel like the pain ain’t worth this
and i ain’t even close to gettin’ paid yet
but i’m chained to the game on my grind steady workin’
now what that mean to me?
will i let it all go let my dreams run free?
cut off the fruits of labour from this beautiful tree
and let them rot and die, washed away by the sea
nah i could never picture quittin’
cuz this is my life and everything i envisioned
i’m happy from within, there’s a little bit missin’
but i’mma keep fightin’ keep tryin’ keep spittin’
spittin’ a message depicting revelation
revealing the problems created by our nation
see that cube was school and they preachin’ education
where sleepless nights lead to grade points of greatness
knowledge is key but it’s 20 grand a year
to get a piece of paper and forget it next year
i’m supposed to think outside the box but they locked me in
cuz if i had all the tools how they gon stop me then
too many people chase the paper put their dreams second
i ain’t down for that lemme teach a life lesson
we only got one shot to do what we wish
why spend a lifetime without unwrappin’ this gift
make yo cubicle beautiful with yo dreams deep in it
everybody struggles we just try to keep winnin’
my mouth is runnin’ dry sahara the way i’m spittin’
i’d go swimmin’ with the sharks if it means really livin’
now, back to the story at hand
it was once upon a time when i thought i’m the man
but man, my words flew right into the fan
right back at my face, and then into the trash can

d-mnit i’m just garbage discarded and thrown the farthest
past the target bein’ honest can’t stop it it is the hardest
i’m droppin’ this song’s like vomit i bombed it n0body wants it
i fought it and thought i had it and now i’ve gone and lost it
and now i’ve gone and lost it
they took away my freedom went ahead and locked it
now i’m stuck on an island with nothin’ left
i’m writin’ dear john letters but sendin’ em to myself

but i’m a young simba growin’ up
mufasa watchin’ from the sky lemme know what’s up
hakuna matata is what i believe
i’m just tryna have fun followin’ my dream
and i’ve got scars in my heart
i’ve been pushed down i jumped back and still workin’ hard
started as a wildebeest made a tiny little rumble
now i make the earth shake like i’m the king of the jungle

- spitty

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