This song, i was planning for over a long time, lucky me i'm backk!!!!
Do read the lyrics properly!!
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Mixed&mastered by; LoneBarZ
Credit goes to; pyroclastiq
Enjoy fams.....!!!

Lyrics:-

Entry 01:-

Life get's hard, harder than rocks, leaded to dark,
Trapped with retard, came here to rock,
Respect the earth, it is where we brought up,
Keepin' hopes up, if falling always get back up.
Smile for the glow, lie on the straw, think back fully what's up,
Deny any bad shows, fly with the arrow, suit up to blow,
Against any sorrows!!......ayee!!!

Terrible world that we live in,
Irresistible wall that we tied in, but we can be Titan,
The lies we live in, the ties to cut-off, still we all be standing, no retreating,
The scars that mark us, March(covid19)that shocked us, the bars that locked us, seems we lost us,
But, no need to worry , got to shook-up happily,
So look-up the sky carefully, stars always  shines brightly above us.

Entry 02:-

Welcome this bars-feast, i'm no expertise nor a bartender,
Don't get confuse, why; 'cause i refuse to become sober,
Playing with all these, feels like i'm dreaming, either way this brain's totally damage,
But i tried my best to manage, no daydreaming.

Thankfully, i'm not too crazy, isn't that honest enough instead of blurry thinking schemes,
My dreams are just aiming for starry blinking bleam(s){transmit}
Blest with tactic skill, i'm certified, well-organised, don't care if my sleeps is; "tic-tac-killed",
Still, there's more where that came from, well to start with, man, i'm just in camo-form.

Entry 03:-

Sleepless nights, i got many, can i fight-it-off bravely,
Nightmares and despairs i got plenty, will i able to divide'em off daily,
All of these nights, made me so sick, the clouds above me turned too thick, really hate it,
Better locked all these up on some abandon attic.

Still got starry dreams lucky me, o,
Never the illiest rapper alive,
Just a-sickest writer about to retire,
Cannot die while i drive, gotta' fly high,
Till i arrive the peakest ladder of Life.

Drip too hard, forgotten bars,
Almost out of bars, all these are just a made up speeches,
And, these.....(and these).........
Lines are much sour than peaches, ay!!!

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