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Classik X Karmawin - Backstage [Official Lyric Video]

Stream on all platforms now: https://stream.classikofficial.com/ne... Written, mixed, and performed by: Classik Produced by: Karmawin Lyrics: '91 God's son, Reincarnation’s not an option Telepathic message from Andromeda My soul’s fasting, yea it’s hungry like it’s Ramadan Still I needa feed you Giving what I don't have What do you expect from a have-not nomad? All I got is cold laughs Truth in a half full cold glass Drink it down Prozac [Prozzak] Sucks to be me? No, sucks to be you When you’re hiding from reality you’re bound to lose But not moi I’m too clever Word to Jun Seba I be floatin’ like a feather in air Rather dream in the clouds Than live a life of despair You can’t measure the range I’m more than decibels from boost gain So fuck fame I was never for the optics I just care about the sound If you play me, play it loud baby Tears for my fears It’s a mad world out here I been chipped off Pissed off Cause’ my crown’s near I don’t give a what? Give a fuck what the cost is Breaking through the gates Through the yellow tape caution Ay, no me jodas They wanna hear the chorus I'm tryna’ get lit but the spliff so enormous I feel my body burn when I’m burning down the forest Whole forest Can you hang with the poet? Ay, no me jodas They wanna hear the chorus I'm tryna’ get lit but the spliff so enormous I feel my body burn when I’m burning down the forest Whole forest Can you hang with the poet? Intermission is finished Now let's get back to the stage All I see are gazettes lost in the Serengeti plains Pray for the prey Who gonna make it out? Some escape from self medication, embracing droughts That's how it's gotta be Making jokes when you come from living life in poverty Lucky I escaped the maze Rap was my lobotomy Golden ticket Charlie B Chocolate sweet flow Bring the motherfucking collard greens I’m astonished they don’t want it as bad I do I feel the pull like the ocean and the orange moon No limitations, mama’s gun be pointed at you Resilience don’t come from believing you're not approved Close the curtains Let credits roll Give an applause And humour me y’all And throw me the rose Backstage here’s a sneak peak Rolling with sweet kief Calming my dome I stay high while you lay on the low Ay, no me jodas They wanna hear the chorus I'm tryna’ get lit but the spliff so enormous I feel my body burn when I’m burning down the forest Whole forest Can you hang with the poet? Ay, no me jodas They wanna hear the chorus I'm tryna’ get lit but the spliff so enormous I feel my body burn when I’m burning down the forest Whole forest Can you hang with the poet? Ay, no me jodas They wanna hear the chorus I'm tryna’ get lit but the spliff so enormous I feel my body burn when I’m burning down the forest Whole forest Can you hang with the poet?