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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kojey Radical
Kojey Radical
Stimme und Gesang
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Klavier
Kyu
Kyu
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Dayna Fisher
Dayna Fisher
Bass
Ezme Gaze
Ezme Gaze
Cello
Neil Waters
Neil Waters
Trompete
Trevor Miers
Trevor Miers
Posaune
Stella Page
Stella Page
Bratsche
A. Pagulatos
A. Pagulatos
Geige
Sam Kennedy
Sam Kennedy
Geige
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah
Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah
Komponist:in
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Komponist:in
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Komponist:in
Swindle
Swindle
Arrangeur:in
Neil Waters
Neil Waters
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Produzent:in
Kyu
Kyu
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Swindle
Swindle
Ingenieur:in
Prash Mistry 'Engine Earz'
Prash Mistry 'Engine Earz'
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
'Joker' Liam McLean
'Joker' Liam McLean
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Where should I begin?
[Verse 2]
Man upon a mission, still a marytr for the vision
Had to my find my voice when the people wouldn't listen
Sacrifice my peace, knew my level double digits
Sacrifice my pride, rather die than lose my spirit
Had to take a minute, let my lyrics match my mind frame
Funny how these bars had me trapped inside a mind state
If I see the morning I'm just happy I'm alive
Stomach cut from bottles that are harboured deep inside
Still a broken glass, ain't no tripping over spilled milk
How many times you fake it just to show 'em you the real deal?
How many you inspired leave you out the conversation?
How many mini-me's do it take to be the greatest?
[Verse 3]
Let them take my flesh if it means I feed the nation
Let me kick my feet up and admire my creations
School of hard knocks, paid my dues and graduated
Come a long way from hopping fences at the station
Plot my entrance like my exit, I just came to show face
Wins and losses made me humble but I'm falling from grace
No more talking about the action when you're running in place
We made something out of nothing, just a regular day
We made something out of nothing, no applause for that
Mama do that everyday, ain't no awards for that
Papa tried, it was hard, so unfortunate
Scars heal even when they say they're permanent
[Verse 4]
I was happy at my lowest 'cause I learnt from it
I made hits out my sadness, had to earn from it
I might cop a Maserati just to learn in it
I might cop the Maserati just to swerve in it
[Verse 5]
Where do I begin?
H-O-X-T-O-N, that's where I been
I had to get it, ain't no slipping where I live
I had to wake 'em, they was sleeping on the kid
Uh, wait
Where do I begin?
H-O-X-T-O-N, that's where I been
I had to get it, ain't no slipping where I live
I had to wake 'em, they was sleeping on the kid
Written by: Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah, Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah, Mike & Keys
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