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Keralanka - Sora lyrics

Artist: Keralanka

album: Thali Tape


I was Kingdom Hearts playing
Feeling Sora than a motherfucker
Hold the key with bigger shoes to fill
Don't feel the formula of other suckers
I feel my thoughts drift
Divorce 'em from the undercover
Cut out that fat
Cause ain't no need for all that butter brother
They funded suckers and then undermined the real
So now when Things Fall Apart at our Roots
We finna run for cover
Thoughts of the Black and Brown
Get us throwed, we fly off of the bat and bounce
Identical, ain't been smokin
But they been crackin' down
Labels tryna front like they know what all the passion bout
But you just a metric for the quota
Feel electric than a motor
If you got the drive, they dead it in a moment
And I been steppin' to the focus of my dreams
Tryna get the depth in order
But this decadence is horrid
Spend it for my emptiness, a shell of trifle apathy
My conches layin' on the beach
The hell with my anatomy
Heaven scent, still been smellin' my catastrophe
For betterment of fragrance
I been settlin' for bragging rights
Like how's it over there with odor of an ego
Feelin' major with the choruses and C Notes
Abortin' all the feeble matters
Peep the graph you see 'em at
The fee got rappers peakin' at they entrance
Ya'll adore 'em at the peephole
Shit is rugged like a welcome mat
If I don't feel the love, then the stealth come back
I talk about the door to door like salesmen knocking
Cause you always find me where they seldom at
Developed tactics to help this rap shit amongst the chaos
And learned success don't give a fuck what the fuck it's based off
The whips they coppin' done gifted options to front the pay off
Fell short of ranges, no wonder we flyin' under radars
Til Abhi pulled up in the whip and now it's fuck a dayjob
Yeah
It's always fuck a day job until you get a day job
And fuck bein' viral til you viral goin' K-Pop
Two weeks notice, two weeks before COVID
Folks with quote on quote "real jobs" were gettin' laid off
Shut the fuck up
I could turn potatoes into Cape Cod
I could turn a Sous Chef into Raekwon
Halsey got a deal and pulled a Bernie then she Made Off
These pop artists could probably have a fake off
Shut the fuck up
I ain't in this competition, I ain't doin' open verses
If you wanna give me feedback
Say that shit to me in person
I'd tell you to suck my dick
But you can't do it without hurtin
You might need to have a neck the size of Nickmercs
All I see is tricks, scams, big curtains
"Indie success" is a rich family helps kids surface
India's best with no thirst traps or dick worship
But what's the use if the clip jam and the stick working
Please shut the fuck up, yeah I been Bo Burnham
Fee-fi-fo-fum, I been toe-turnin
I hope the merch sales is really helpin' pay ya'll
I met ya favorite rapper, it was at a seance
Shut the fuck up
Please hit the like and the follow, link in the bio
I'm here goin' live at the condo, be here tomorrow
I'm writing a song that'll be so short you can swallow
It'll last 'bout a ripe avocado, lightning in bottle
You need to stop it with that flow there
I'm a craft master, and my tracks really blast past
The initial gas factor, but the product really don't wear
Drip like the nasty shit that's hanging outcha nose hair
First it was blog writers, then it was the playlists
Then it was the influencers bought out by the majors
I'm fine with flyin' under radars, gettin' faded
Laughing at ya netting goose egg and retiring on a dayshift
Shut the fuck up

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