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Frequencies 2 by Nervous

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Frequencies 2 by Nervous - Experimental Hip-Hop / Soul Trap / Lo-Fi Conscious,both vocals music cover art

Frequencies 2

Experimental Hip-Hop / Soul Trap / Lo-Fi Conscious,both vocals

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[Intro – spoken, filtered voice]
Yo…
This that type of verse where nothing makes sense
But everything still do.
You feel me?
[Verse 1]
Got a cactus on my windowsill — never complains,
Still thrives in the drought, I’m just doin’ the same.
Microwave beepin’, I forgot what I made,
But somehow that heat still carry my name.
Bluetooth off, but I’m still connected,
Talk to myself like, “Bro, you respected.”
Dreams in a backpack full of receipts,
Tryna buy time from a world on repeat.
Cracked phone screen, but I see real clear,
Even shattered glass can reflect what’s near.
Chalk on my kicks from walkin’ through lessons,
I write in the margins — divine imperfection.
[Hook]
Everything’s random, yet still on beat,
Like a whisper from fate that you barely meet.
Pencil in space, I sketch what’s deep —
Even silence got a frequency.
No map, but I follow the light,
Throw dice in the dark, still landin' right.
It’s chaos, yeah, but the code’s complete —
Even nonsense got symmetry.
[Verse 2]
Clock ticked twice, then said “Nah, I’m done,”
Time outta line, but I still outrun.
My shadow dancin’ to a beat I made,
In a dream I had while I was fully awake.
Ate cereal with orange juice, no regrets,
That combo hit like emotional debts.
I type poems on receipts from pain,
Then trade ‘em for peace in the heavy rain.
Saw a goat with a chain, flexin’ wisdom,
Said, “Don’t follow trends, just bend the system.”
Used to fear the mirror, now I smile back,
Even cracked glass shows you who you are, black.
[Hook]
Everything’s random, yet still on beat,
Like a whisper from fate that you barely meet.
Pencil in space, I sketch what’s deep —
Even silence got a frequency.
No map, but I follow the light,
Throw dice in the dark, still landin' right.
It’s chaos, yeah, but the code’s complete —
Even nonsense got symmetry.
[Outro – slow, melodic flow]
I mix ketchup with truth, fries with fate,
Dip my thoughts in sauce I create.
Universe talkin’ through streetlight hums,
I just listen, then speak in drums.