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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kyle McEvoy
Kyle McEvoy
Künstler:in
Blockhead
Blockhead
Künstler:in
Mick Jenkins
Mick Jenkins
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kyle McEvoy
Kyle McEvoy
Songwriter:in
Mick Jenkins
Mick Jenkins
Songwriter:in
Ian Ewing
Ian Ewing
Songwriter:in
Kyle Torr-Brown
Kyle Torr-Brown
Songwriter:in
Reinis Ašmanis
Reinis Ašmanis
Songwriter:in
Max Haberman
Max Haberman
Songwriter:in
Stefan Bindley-Taylor
Stefan Bindley-Taylor
Songwriter:in
Eliza Asmane
Eliza Asmane
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kyle McEvoy
Kyle McEvoy
Produzent:in
Tony Simon
Tony Simon
Produzent:in

Letras

Ey, pardon my intrusion
Been hardened by illusion
They’ve been lying to us
Please, pardon my confusion
I was blind to it
Seems my strings still needed fine tuning
Soiled and now I’m blooming
Let you see that I’m human
Riddled with flaws
But never bear false witness at all
They showed the climb and never mentioned the fall
When deposits start to slow
And you still to quick with withdraws
Sometimes the vision get to long to get solved
With my resolve
Probably spin the block until I evolve
It’s time, entry all the doors are revolving
All this noise is revealing
All my choices appealing
I like the ones with no sentence
Didn’t have no phone, knew my calling
Most **** won’t know the feeling
Some **** don’t know they hurting
How they know
How they gon’ know they need healing
He only know what he heard
He only know what he seen
He try to speak on the both
He end up somewhere between
Nobody else coming close
Nah, nobody else finna ride
But what you fighting inside
Do the best they can by your side
That’s just not where shit resides
Nobody else coming close
You say you know what you want
But is what you want what you need
Feels like you missing a piece
Maybe what’s missing is me
You say you know what you want
But is what you want what you need
Feels like you missing a piece
Maybe what’s missing is me
Your body get comatose
Shit hit like Albert Pujols
Until you lose his new growth
You felt that shit now you know
Tender headed for sure
I used to pull at my curls
It kept my head to the floor
I used to chase after girls
It kept my hands on the door
I used to change for the world
I ain’t do that shit no more
Really be on my me shit
Ain’t bending over backwards no more
I got the secret all these actors don’t know
I just ain’t acting more more
I just retracted all the factors
If there ain’t no magic, let go
If that ain’t felt nobody else coming close
Written by: Eliza Asmane, Ian Ewing, Kyle McEvoy, Kyle Torr-Brown, Max Haberman, Mick Jenkins, Reinis Ašmanis, Stefan Bindley-Taylor
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