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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
GRIFFEN
GRIFFEN
Künstler:in
Michael Langford
Michael Langford
Rap
Bennet Cerven
Bennet Cerven
Geige
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Michael Langford
Michael Langford
Songwriter:in
Bennet Cerven
Bennet Cerven
Arrangeur:in
Florian Eisenschmidt
Florian Eisenschmidt
Arrangeur:in
Oliver Maguire
Oliver Maguire
Arrangeur:in
Stefan Bielik
Stefan Bielik
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Trouble Notes
The Trouble Notes
Produzent:in
Yony
Yony
Co-Produzent:in
Doc Da Mindbenda
Doc Da Mindbenda
Mischtechniker:in
Stephanie Tendler
Stephanie Tendler
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

Can't explain the zone that I am in Where the strings at doe Yo Sex & violins Can't explain the zone that I am in Prophecy fulfilled I am him You only fail if you don't try again Might try and bend but ion never break Small things like strings when they resonate You die when you hesitate You die when you hesitate Sex & violins Can't explain the zone that I am in Prophecy fulfilled I am him You only fail if you don't try again Might try and bend but ion never break Small things like strings when they resonate You die when you hesitate My niggas finnah eat like they never ate Eat like we never ate Erybody get a plate Smoke like we never smoked Drink like we never drank I ain't never late Well seasoned peppered steak When it come to wack shit That's the only time I segregate Separate myself from that On a different shelf than that Whoever want it I just lay out the welcome mat Fiery readin Scarface's Diary The world is mine and yours. The irony Them 90s niggas inspired me Hard-wired me, to be original And crush muthafuckers entirely Double down like I'm Siamese - I am thee Yellow Tape by Masta Ace I-N-C Personified on a bizarre ride To the pharcyde under dark skies Wit more cash in the forecast Like niggas orderin ass whooping on Door Dash I ain't get rich I died tryin Niggas is cappin and I ain't never lied rhymin Divine timin, shinin, set the date I ain't calmin shit down, Let it escalate Just another body on resume Shit longer tha the waiting list for Section 8 If I had to speculate, man Chicago killin yall Took yo thottie's breath away Then I blew the ceilin off Peelin off the layers, middle of the onion Any city land and hit the ground runnin Shut shit down like a nigga found fundin I ain't checkin in and I'm in yo town stuntin Nuclear spookier hit the button Try as you will, you gettin nuttin from em Second comin on my third wind It's Bishop Street til the world end
Writer(s): Laurence Michael Langford, Bennet Cerven, Stefan Bielik, Florian Eisenschmidt, Oliver Maguire Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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