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lyrics
Quarter before one with a quarter in the blunt,
a dime left to grind, and a penny for my thoughts.
A dollar in the bank,
working that minimum wage,
at least I'm getting paid,
but at a restaurant I hate.
I digress into faceless, fame-less, entertainers,
but I'm a breakaway a big break so I'm famous.
The type of fame that to any girl I can say
"Hey Miss,
you know who I am, let's get naked and steal some bases."
Ha! Kind of clowning at the same time kind of not.
Sometimes I write pure flow and it'll make your brain rot.
No politics and not a lot of logic or knowledge, bitch
Just similar syllables, would you think I'm a college kid?
But don't think. Step back and let it be.
Hypnotic hip-hop with the need to breathe deep.
Let your muscles sink away like the tide on the beach,
close your eyes and drift asleep when I count of to three.
It goes 1, 2 ,3.
Ghosts, memories, nostalgia and some history,
misery and ecstasy, bitches, lovers, friends and fiends.
Ok, I've highlights in my life
I've had times sublime, kinds of highs real,
surreal from wine and pipes.
But nevermind,
cuz I've got some skeletons too.
Buried in my closet, rotten in their eye sockets
from what they've viewed
in bruised inner skins of limbs and guns
my soul and stuff, heart and blood,
lub, dub, pumping out some love.
Wait. Oh wait, I mean hate:
the devils' favorite drink.
Cocktail of being broke, broken hearted and lack of faith.
A rack and an eighth pays the tax on my pain
I keep saying that I'm waiting for a girl
who can rock my world,
who doesn't like to quarrel,
and keeps my brow un-furrowed.
But it looks like, I'm quite alone tonight
I surmised my night would be this girl that I like,
but she's a bitch, so is life,
that's that bullet I bite..right?
Squares bleed into poetry on this graph paper,
as arithmetic rhythms just slither through the meter.
Unorthodox hip-hop styles that you savor,
this caper's for the haters who say I'm a name taker.
This rapper's kind of Quaker so no war for me, homie,
I'll respond with diss with quick logic, no fists to be
thrown. I've grown out of tantrums so if need be
I'll flow from my dome, wreck them with vernacular gold.
It's so cold. So raw, and so fresh
sounds like sound salmon just caught form the Northwest.
Sounds like the best mess of syllables and synths,
and since you heard this you got the evidence.
I'm just doing what moves me, excuse me,
if your bothered how my mother taught me how to live.
Can't say it verbatim but I'm pretty sure she said,
"Flip the bird to the critics, son, live your life instead."
Like 1, 2 ,3.
An energy-driven dynamic rap artist, K-Rad is a Seattle native who focuses on storytelling, clever lyrics and catchy hooks over lush beats that combine old-school hip-hop fundamentals with newer electronic sounds.
