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MITCHSIMPLY lyrics : "STAY GOLD"

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No one ever told me that my world was gonna collide
Only sitting her just getting higher than the low tide

Always, keeping and trying just settling, getting denied,
Just keep this in your head Mitch, there always is an upside.


Yup, so this steak is definitely bona-fide,
ordering some hash browns with haters, idiots on the side


So just to keep to what we know.
Gettin sweetful and tangy just as if it was tampico


Keep them lyrics flowin and seerin
and its straight up pioneering
and you got me volunteering

callin it lyrical engineering.
While you speaking something shearing
got it all and racketeering

and these words are just appearing
and theyre driving, power steering.


They'll be listing all the pros and cons
Only passin it around like its a black and white baton,


Playin tag so come along,
selling my words they're almost gone.
This beat is so sweet just like it was pink chiffon


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Mic is all mimicking
has to seen blistery
caps who read mysteries

late night checkin history.
Class to seen crisply,
@@#!s to rotisserie,

got me grown swiftly,
touching me just briskly


Leave em passin like my intake
make em fall back and regret it like a mistake.


Precisely and people who walk like me?
Killin this beat and casually sippin on a Hi-C


What? Indubitably.
Tryin to see who I can be
You can do you and I can do me

Try to sell yours? I can do free.

Not a cool kid

never been a cool kid
dreamin so vastly
that you could call it lucid


Dont need to know some quantum physics,
just to figure out my lyrics

tryin to figure out hysterics
halfway done im almost finished


Paintin lines like i'm Picasso
you'll be sittin imma rock though,
call it like its Tyra

cause ill be spittin like a talk show

Black slab,

new owner of a black lab,
give him my directions
then i'll find out it's cash cab


Overplayed like Thrift Shop,
Soundin jank like Kids Bop,

Smilin, sayin cheese
now I lift off.


But then I work
and play hard
and record my life like Shaytards
never push eject until I discard.


Someday this water will turn into wine,
but see i gotta stay on my grind.
Never gettin paid
but i'm always working overtime.


Got more words than a dictionary
visualize it like its pictionary
call me Mr. Simply
cause i'm lookin forward, visionary


I'll break necks,
flick a tech deck,
wont go to bed
till i wreck tracks.


Call me restless,
insomniac.
Always says less,
is what he lacks

If you keep calm,

that's what he backs.
All these other rappers
say they countin stacks,

say they countin tracks
is that what I heard?
Look a me now,

the tables have turned.
Put on sun block
still you got burned.
Straight to the top,
guess you got served
Gettin put down?
you shoulda learned.

Be actin up? I aint concerned.

I just kinda rap the stuff I see,
stop signs, green chile, people let me be.

They all called me insane, for doing what I do.
But really its the only thing that truly gets me through.


The bad times, the good times,
but mainly the ones in bold.

So lets just sit back,
relax,
shine bright,

stay gold.

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