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X-Raided
X-Raided
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Matt Phoenix
Matt Phoenix
Begleitgesang
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Anerae Brown
Anerae Brown
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Adam Cherrington
Adam Cherrington
Songwriter:in
Igor Nudelman
Igor Nudelman
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Igor Nudelman
Igor Nudelman
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Wyshmaster
Wyshmaster
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She was a fan of underground rappers She knew all of their rhymes There was one in particular Who was locked up doing time She wondered where he was So she looked him up online Searchin' for his address Wasn't certain she would find it But she did Sent a message saying he was on her mind Read all the articles about him And didn't think he did the crime Said she was willing to visit That is if he was inclined No disrespect would be taken If he happened to decline To her surprise he wrote her back So she massaged him again Sent some half naked pictures Said she would like be friends She wanted to be his pal You know, like the pen Palpable sense of humor She said "No pun intended Didn't take a long time for him to decide to be a suitor Although most of their interactions Had to happen through computer She's astute and kinda cute Bit of a square, a late bloomer He wanted to change his life So he happily pursued her Sooner or later his family started to debate her intentions Like, "What type of woman Wants to date a man with Life in prison" Like, "Since when did women start thinking That's a normal decision? Acts like she been there from the beginning That's historical revision" That rhetorical in-qui-sition isn't lifting the veil Like, "He don't know what she's doin While he's sitting in that cell! She only wants him for his mail Can't you see? Can't you tell?" Guess sometimes you have to fail to learn a cautionary tale And now he's feeling' like he's stuck in place Living in a drunken state Sinking in the sunken place He had to get out (Get out) Get out (get out) Get out (get out) What should I do? Now he's feeling' like he's stuck in place Living in a drunken state Sinking in the sunken place He had to get out (Get out) Get out (get out) Get out (get out) What should I do? He had lost all his appeals Hadn't lost all his appeal Highly skilled as a rapper Hadn't lost all of his zeal He was never going home Despite that fact began to heal Then the laws began to change And it started gettin real Yet and still kept the facade After so much time it wasn't odd That he had a wife and a life that he'd never had before But maybe God Had blessed him after a test And he learned his lesson unless that logic's flawed But he second-guessed Him cuz he felt less than worthy A dirty toxic fraud It's a caustic mix when fantasy And reality collides and hits head on But he's head strong so his fallacies and pride conflicts He tries to find the conviction inside To put that aside and stick to the script And convince himself that none of this Is a lie or fiction causing friction Now he's sick and tired He can't find the path lately Dr. Jeckle, Mr. Hyde Feel like he's sawed in half lately Like he's dying on the inside He finds it hard to laugh lately One plus one should equal two But he can't do the math lately And now he's feeling' like he's stuck in place Living in a drunken state Sinking in the sunken place He had to get out (Get out) Get out (get out) Get out (get out) What should I do? She doesn't like his shoes (Nope) Doesn't like his clothes (Nope) Doesn't like his views (Nope) Doesn't like his bros (Nope) Don't know what to do (Nope) He don't where to go (Nope) He finds it hard to review who he was before Therefore he sits there and prepares To partake in the family dinner Before the food came out someone said "Hey, let's take a family picture" Gets the camera out Cleaned the lens and shushed him before he spoke She fixed his hat and brushed his coat Then she stood right in the center And said, "Come on, everybody needs to heard in close-ly Big smiles for the camera Keep the perfect pose, please She goes, "Cheeeeeese" The camera flashed in his face His hands started to shake and he got a nosebleed He froze (he froze) He froze (He froze) And then he looked into her eyes And he spoke slowly He said, "We don't know who we are Cuz I'm not me and you're not you So at the end of day there's nothing left for us to say or do To say or do To say or do To say or do To say or do At the end of day there's nothing left for us to say or do (To say or do) to say or do Except to just divorce and heal And stop living life like our story was written by Jordan Peele Feeling' like he's stuck in place Living in a drunken state Sinking in the sunken place He had to get out (Get out) Get out (get out) Get out (get out) What should I do? Feeling' like he's stuck in place Living in a drunken state Sinking in the sunken place He had to get out (Get out) Get out (get out) Get out (get out) What should I do?
Writer(s): Adam Cherrington, Igor Nudelman, Anerae Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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