Humanity from Higher Altitude by Raj Devi

I’m just trying to get you to See
How People expect me to be
like you would imagine Barbie’d be
if she had a personality

But the truth is …

I’ve experienced terror I make daily error and most people I can’t stand.
I’m just a human.
And there’s no way around that,
If I jumped out of an airplane
I would probably piss my pants.
Independent and I’ll wear yours without permission I fall get up and still believe in my dreams perceive them come into fruition

I’m cute but clumsy with a laundry list as long as my songs almost hot enough to get away with breaking shit
I’ll tell you off cause I kept quiet for far too long and now you’re gonna hear how I really feel about this
The OC OG scapeG-O-A-T
Perfectly imperfect and not for everyone
I make up for in brains what I’m lacking in brawn.

The bottle it taunts me the one-night-standards and casualties haunt me
My fears they stop me and secrets deceive. My trust must be earned and loyalty leaves when I finally see the tricks up your sleeve. I share my Crumbs with bums I already won nothing linear about it when I’m down you’re up.
I’m not here to front or to stunt but like backwoods I’m blunt.

Lifes a series of gambles- no risk no reward
Multi-managing the shambles - with what you can afford you know them universal laws right action begets reward so I kept it aboveboard
Like grilled cheese and a bowl of campbells this is comfort for the sick don’t throw a fit just keep truckin’ life’s a bitch enjoy your long strange trip.

I heard you on speaker phone talking that shit. Cuz I don’t want to fuck Its just the truth that I spit. You can confront you can stunt you can Call me a cunt and I may get away but I’m not the one. You’re hella mad that you’re not getting laid so you wing man your bro and throw me some shade. You need to Mind your own biscuits cause mine are made and my life is gravy my debts are paid.

When the situationship hits its expiration date
You should see me step up to the plate
In a last ditch effort to avoid the change
Ill go down swinging. They’ve swept me off the stage

And i can pretend it’s all okay, I learned that when I was green not blue. Denial shades the world in a hazy hue It wafts the air like sweet perfume What was so crystal clear And harsh and true becomes like butter, delicious but hard to swim through. And my fins need to stretch my gills need to breathe I keep digging but it’s urchins sharks and leeches beneath.

A conch is about to be blown. [conch]

Humans are either bent or they’re broken.
So blow the lid on the whole damn debacle.
Shatter glass ceilings. Words are weapons spoken. Pump prana like throttle.
And we can rebuild it made of gold like the ancients in the stories they told.

Lifes a series of gambles- no risk no reward
Multi-managing the shambles - with what you can afford you know them universal laws right action begets reward so I kept it aboveboard
Like grilled cheese and a bowl of campbells this is comfort for the sick don’t throw a fit just keep truckin’ life’s a bitch enjoy your long strange trip.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
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