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lirik lagu yuri khedz - wonder

will i make it i wonder
i guess
i guess all the spotlights
are in my head
will i make it i wonder
i guess
but nothing’s worse
than myself

took me time to make it, i was takin’ the scenic route
if we got any problems i promise that we gone see it through
i don’t need for rap to protect me, nah, i need it too
now these motherf~ckers wanna label me the weaker dude
all this cuz i’m honest and i always speak the truth
take a look at you, man it ain’t hard to f~ckin’ read the news
if you did, you’d notice how this life’s kinda bleak and blue
you relate to this so motherf~cker here’s the proof
my words fly over your head when you read it through
spitting image of your father the way that i’m beating you
i was en route in school, you were sniffing heated glue
you about to push me over the edge till i scream in booths
escape knock your ass flat on the matt like lita do
i ain’t ever choked in front of a crowd but i feel the noose
i feel pupils fixate on me when i’m in the room
the devil in my head, wonder what the f~ck he gone do
will i make it i wonder
i guess
i guess all the spotlights
are in my head
will i make it i wonder
i guess
but nothing’s worse
than myself

i ain’t got nothing to fear, i’m never distraught
only thing that i need, is me and my god
and i had to feel weak to know what is strong
and i had to be me to know where i’d gone
i ain’t talkin’ crucifixion when i say double crossed
i’m talkin’ a guy who’s now f~ckin’ beyond lost
that he recognizes the maze he’s in
things that he saw
i’m talkin’ a guy who has a shadow in the dark
i’m talkin’ but f~ck it i don’t like to talk at all
don’t wanna make it if i can’t be myself at all
i don’t wanna do shows
don’t wanna make tiktoks (hi, gama3a)
i just wanna make songs with lyrics that sh~t talk
you don’t like me? f~ck it, get this c~ck
don’t need a cuck to tell me
my flows were ‘just off’
sh~t, i’m p~ssed off
i flex with my sk!ll not a wrist watch
i been on it for this long
(will i make it, i wonder)

i’m not having it
like water in african cabinets
f~ck rap
just thought i would have a crack at it
i’m back up in the booth
by booth
i mean my room
a monsoon who’s too cool to just lose

won’t make a race bar, i’m not that crazed
in the fire’s the place for sirius black face

you don’t spit great
you’re in fifth grade
wearin’ pink shades
when your mum asked why you coughin’
you said “i think aids” (quite smoming)

without haste, i enter and leave without a trace
b~tch i’m insane, i’m in the best in the place
my albums contain more hits
than rihanna’s face
(woah, woah, woah, hey, cancelled)
like any item from the store in the ghetto that cost a buck
yeah, b~tch, i’m free as f~ck

will i make it i wonder
i guess
i guess all the spotlights
are in my head
will i make it i wonder
i guess
but nothing’s worse
than myself

tryna reach the top, you ain’t told me, so good luck
i got bars so you know i’m ready to pull up

that’s flame on
the light in my head is always gonna stay on
i may not
be the brightest in the shed, so lay off
push me just the slightest, you’re dead
flow midas cuz my bars are so gold and so fresh
if you think i’d stop then you hold your breath
this rap game’s my zoo
and i’d f~ckin’ like to own this mess
don’t need you nor your f~cking’ stoned ass breath
you’re joe exotic, i’m narcotics and meth
and i started slowly kind of like abusing myself
self~doubt fueled by words from all of their friends
said i gotta go rest
dig myself up outta the grave then head west
dap death up on the way and beat her at chess
i got the qualities of a leader i guess
cuz i’m all about the cash, turn green up myself

my chance at intercourse went up in the air
but i don’t give a flying f~ck

i can’t believe the standards
all them cry babies, keep cryin’
man you gotta just line ’em up
walking outside, i’m the club’s anthem
keep walking so you pass a fire
it’s like you’re tryna suck
grow up and you puff till you can’t respire
you saw smoke from my tape
i saw that you’ve f~cked your lungs
tonight a man was hired
money in my bank account is wired
i see them dollars rising but it’s not enough
you’re mad that you got a hollow ween
turn into mike myers
enter the crib, now i’m burnin’ up

you think you’re stars?
you’re half~right, you my suns
you think you are hard?
you ain’t a priest eyein’ nuns

crazy americans
you eat, buy your guns
i need to find a way to defeat who i was

will i make it i wonder
i guess
i guess all the spotlights
are in my head
will i make it i wonder
i guess
but nothing’s worse
than myself

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