Freeware

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2 Mello - Rap

Freeware

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[Verse] Don't call me freeware I'm an unfinished prototype of sleepless nights I'm a sculptor of my grief and spite until it's nice And, yeah, I stick a UPC on that, I'm still not beyond that 20,000 hours in the lab, they wanna feed on that This ain't open verse, everybody rehearse Go and get that Wal-Mart corded mic recorded, all distorted Like anybody who was born before the towers fell tried to tell their first little sordid stories I'm moving faster than y'all can capture and print You think you got your bag, you got a snapshot of a glimpse Your compressor's distressed, EQ in a mess Waveforms look like you passin' lie detector tests That's flattery, my words decaying matter for the worms By the time it reach' the soil, it's only the basic terms And someday, yes, I will be on the menu Till then, I'll just continue to spread my wings and reach above the venue [Outro] Seek your sound I think about how when I'm making something, it feels like I'm working at the highest level that I could ever hope for But give it six months, a year I can always find things I would do differently now And I get how that might feel discouraging But I really need that That's how I know I'm growing, you know And I hope I listen to this a year from now and feel the same way

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  • 2 Mello
  • Million Sunday