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lirik lagu max gurbanli - gladiolus

[intro: m & h]
m: yo wassup man, what’s got you so down?
h: i dunno bro, i don’t think this rapping stuff is worth it, i’m not going anywhere with this
m: man that’s some bs if i ever heard some, pass me that mic over there, check this out

[max gurbanli]
she knows i’m not that guy, i rock chinos not lies
walked out the store clean, no receipts but got mine
that’s that trucker jacket flex, stitched in hunger and pride
fabric of my life’s torn, now the patchwork got shine

i was cuffed to a cycle, jeans faded, dreams wrinkled
now i press through the creases, smoothing pain into singles
told ‘em leave eyes alone, i don’t need y’all to witness
got my zipper up proper, ain’t no fly in my business

ironed my vision, the linen was twisted
stay neutral like fission, my mission got written
i studied their pen now my rhymes cause addiction
i train in rhyme drills, format tight like a lesson

a~b~b~a all my schemes cause dismay
standing with a grenade at the mandalay bay
i need to relay y’all this crucial pa
if you don’t give me way it won’t end well let’s say
run it alone, i don’t look for a lifeline
coded my bot while i wrote up a tight rhyme
they said uni hard, now they blinded by my shine
i’m acing all my classes like i’m holding a pride sign

said i was quiet, but that was a misread
i just don’t talk, i perform when it’s big league
you bark on the mic, but you never did big things
i bite through a verse, leave a hook with a ripped wing

[hook: hakseng & max gurbanli]
they told me you can’t do it why’s u tryin’?
they told me you can’t do it why’s u lyin’?
now they all beneath me cuz i’m flyin
we standing over the shoulders of giants
tyler kept it real, logic gave us feels
cole taught us truth, dot sent us chills
joyner got the sk!lls, mac was ascension
– now it’s our turn to be a legend

[max gurbanli]
rishabh, i said it, append it, i meant it
this ain’t just rap ~ it’s a method of vengeance
a dangerous trap, don’t forget for a second
the stranger’s cap and my pen is a weapon
emily pulled up with purple hair bright
monster in hand, got the sugar~free type
hoodie half zipped, eyes twitchin’ off hype
“you write like you pressed but it hits when it’s tight”
shiyi played chess, every move was precise
coded like me, we would debug at night
same kind of mind, but we stayed outta sight
should’ve linked more, we was built to unite
now we link up, and the vibe feelin’ right
freestyle on sat~rdays, cookin’ all night
passin’ the mic while we sharpen the write
a track every day? yeah we just might
bars in rotation, no filler in sight, steady progression, no gimmick or spite
rhymes in my hand yea i’m twistin’ a vice, came from the dark, now i’m grippin’ the light

there’s too much orange in the world right now it makes me hate it
it’s hard to fight against injustice i’m just tryna make it
pardon here, stock crash there, all these bad news that you voted to bear
this world is tragic, it isn’t fair, will garcia please see some air?

[hook: hakseng & max gurbanli]
they told me you can’t do it why’s u tryin?
they told me you can’t do it why’s u lyin?
now they all beneath me cuz i’m flyin
we standing over the shoulders of giants
tyler kept it real, logic gave us feels
cole taught us truth, dot sent us chills
joyner got the sk!lls, mac was ascension
– now it’s our turn to be a legend
[hakseng]
i ripped the flyers off my scapula, and almost retired my passion
for rhythmic spectacular vernacular, and that’s because i
didn’t dare to push my limits
icarus was too ambitious but at least he perished with conviction
then i imagined this hypothetical, when your bones grow brittle
& you sit with the thought of not reaching your potential, it probably feels abysmal
it hit me like a cuban missile, in a crisis bought a 30 dollar mic and found an
instrumental, in a fit of pent up inspo
so i owe it to my buddies who saw something in nothing
i spar with max gurbanli he’s budding he’s up and coming
we sharpen our jaws, hop on the call and start busting
now my pen game suddenly entering triple a industry
so you can rip my wings but imma still grow a pair
i know no ceiling this seedling’s still gonna land from the air
like a daruma you push me over i’ll stand up again
cuz i’m a stubborn loser who’s a talisman with the pen

[outro: m & h]
h: yeah!
m: yeah that’s what i’m talking about!
h: ay i got some more, i got some more, run it back, run it back!

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