Witwicky Junkyard Bars

underground boom bap, lo-fi hip hop, chopped 70s samples, lo-fi hip hop, boom bap, noir melancholy

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[Intro]
Yo, listen.
Check the frequency.
Sam.
[Verse 1]
Sam Witwicky, slingin' metal like junkyards,
Some bars sound ancient, open mics in a mosque.
Open pipes in the jar, got the smoke in my lungs,
As I think about life and my homie that passed.
And I think about this world and my home that collapsed,
But you know I adapt, it's more than one path.
Put my soul in these raps, I know the world is mine,
They say "the world is yours,"
But that can mean more than one thing.
[Chorus]
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine,
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine,
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine,
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine.
[Verse 2]
To every girl in my life, you know the world is yours,
I know the world is mine, that's what I told my guys.
I had to hold my pride, had to mold my life,
Into a bowl of rice when we had no food.
I knew what hope could do, I'm so close to you,
It's so overdue, what you supposed to do,
When they get close to you? And you can see they pain.
That's when you heal their soul,
Or it could go the other way.
[Verse 3]
I’m the architect of the rusted, the king of the scrap,
Walking through the fog with the world in my lap.
The MPC bleeds every time that I tap,
A cinematic noir, yeah, I’m filling the gap.
Between the hunger I felt and the M's on the screen,
Kept the vintage soul, but the hustle is clean.
If life is a gamble, I’m doubling down,
From a kid in the yard to the weight of the crown.
I adapt to the cold, I thrive in the dark,
Sam Witwicky—I’m the flame to the spark.
[Bridge]
The world is a mirror.
What do you see?
The wreckage?
Or the legacy?
[Chorus]
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine,
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine,
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine,
They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine.
[Outro]
The world is mine.
The world is mine.
Sam Witwicky.
Yeah.
The legend continues.

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[Intro] Yo, listen. Check the frequency. Sam. [Verse 1] Sam Witwicky, slingin' metal like junkyards, Some bars sound ancient, open mics in a mosque. Open pipes in the jar, got the smoke in my lungs, As I think about life and my homie that passed. And I think about this world and my home that collapsed, But you know I adapt, it's more than one path. Put my soul in these raps, I know the world is mine, They say "the world is yours," But that can mean more than one thing. [Chorus] They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine, They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine, They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine, They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine. [Verse 2] To every girl in my life, you know the world is yours, I know the world is mine, that's what I told my guys. I had to hold my pride, had to mold my life, Into a bowl of rice when we had no food. I knew what hope could do, I'm so close to you, It's so overdue, what you supposed to do, When they get close to you? And you can see they pain. That's when you heal their soul, Or it could go the other way. [Verse 3] I’m the architect of the rusted, the king of the scrap, Walking through the fog with the world in my lap. The MPC bleeds every time that I tap, A cinematic noir, yeah, I’m filling the gap. Between the hunger I felt and the M's on the screen, Kept the vintage soul, but the hustle is clean. If life is a gamble, I’m doubling down, From a kid in the yard to the weight of the crown. I adapt to the cold, I thrive in the dark, Sam Witwicky—I’m the flame to the spark. [Bridge] The world is a mirror. What do you see? The wreckage? Or the legacy? [Chorus] They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine, They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine, They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine, They say the world is yours, they say the world is mine. [Outro] The world is mine. The world is mine. Sam Witwicky. Yeah. The legend continues.

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