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[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
I fell, but now I guess it's the time to get up
Wish me dead, then read well what I titled the track, huh
I like when I reach balance, but I don't like it as much as the landing
And if I have mean friends, give me whatever you got
It's one day at a what, wait, again?
It seems like yesterday - excuse the pun
I was having just a hell of a time
And if I wasn't made for Heaven then Elvis decides
Oh, and hell, I gotta thank you for mine
It was a blessing in hindsight, like glasses for my pride
I got too set on my I's, huh
But it seems when I actually try to, I just end up in a tight spot
I left a mark like an eye dot
Tell (*****) that I severed that bond
If she wanna be my friend she'll have to be better than throwing threats at a wall
Am I getting stressed? Not at all
I'm just happy I'm getting content for the next installment of my fucking half-assed job
I couldn't sell what I'm not, then I'd be a laughing stock
Tell 'em in a song, then send 'em my diss as the cherry on top
Think you can mess me up? You couldn't press me
The only thing that's close to it is I'm a bomb and you just set me off
Go get your refund, motherfucker, I ain't dead
Just my veins bled, blank stare, I barely had me sent
I don't blame many men, but I pray for 'em
'Cause trust me, I know that not one of 'em angels in Heaven does
And you say I never care enough, you don't get it
I ain't never gave a fuck
You couldn't say the same, you scared or some?
Got you lames in Satan's clutch
I'm the best 'cause I said so, what?
Just argue with me, all it does is augment me
I love discussing especially when it involves brawling imme-
Diately, I'll pinch salt in Gandhi's iris
I'll sing a song to Marlee Matlin
And admittedly, I'm not as hard as y'all would picture me
But if you thought I'd let someone off that easily
I realized I was photogenic when I cut 'em out the frame
Better change your millimeters, your best shot ain't hitting me
Yeah, I'm back like I'm Lazarus, suicide attempt got me attention
But I never wanted to impress no one or asked for their stamp of a-pproval
Mostly gotten truthfully only right after I had 'em tensing up
Misery loves company, so bitches love Giovanni
But thinking of something, that thing just got to me
Since this time it's not my fault, you divas must feel lonely without me
So Misery, start comforting 'em
I merely stopped worrying about what other people might see in me or start noticing
It's not that y'all suck, I'm just a chauvinist
They think they're dope, I show 'em this
My needles are connected by a thread on a sewing kit
My songs have made me no promo
So ironic how Carefree's my logo
Yeah, let's do it again, it's one day at a time
And Lucifer's back after some said that he died

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GioGio Naples, Italy

GioGio, alias of Giovanni Vorraro, is an Italian-born Hip-Hop act best known for his ability to effortlessly rap multi-layered and intricate, off-the-wall verses in English while curating his own sound through his self-production at the same time.

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