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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Sowdy
Sowdy
Stimme und Gesang
K Tha Sovereign
K Tha Sovereign
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Isaac Sowden
Isaac Sowden
Komponist:in
Isaac Thok
Isaac Thok
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sowdy
Sowdy
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Yeah, said he wanna play, we said aight then Bruce Wayne, I get active when the night in I can always tell when its trifling Thought this was a dream, bitch, it's a nightmare Wait a second boy, let's check it from the P.O.V I was moving dummy in the winter, that's on G-O-D Load up for the summer, we on savage mode, turnt up Put me in a corner, then you know thats it's murder You only moving different front the cameras You ain't really got stamina, ya money talk ain't adding up My day ones stay padded up, flow i gotta break it down When you at this level for a hit, you gotta dumb it down Tunnel vision in my eyes, swear i can't even see Bossing up my family, like Patek Philippe If you ain't got no motion, trust, you ain't bouta eat My peoples move discreet, trust, you ain't bouta meet Y'all can stop with that funny shit,that's enough for me My brother got that double work just the other week Say they blowing smoke, I know they talking trees Coz they know imma give it back if they come for me You gon' make a move that take you off the census Lay me down, I got four more out the trenches There's a point you gotta guard up on that double cross It's a marathon, we gon' run em off They come for me, they come for me They come for me, they come for me They come for me, they come for me They come for me, they come for me I ain't want no friends wit no fent Dope dealer check, big check I'm so known out here I got hater that wanna be friend Wanna scoop coupe, colour pecan Bad bitch ruined my plans Going out sad, yeah, yeah Fuck the bitch bad, yeah, yeah Coming at my neck, they fell victim to the sword Tennis chains collect all the dust, coz ion want it Only reason harmonising is coz I get bored I can do your life's work better that's on god Flashing all the shit, at the lights you gettoing robbed Please don't go and send one of your friends to the morgue I be moving with the same ones, we loyal like the mob We gon' get it, get it, that's on job Call me up K, if you got a prob It's no prob, I revolve around the block I got the pride, take the L in my stride Ride, ride, out the car like I strike They come for me, they come for me They come for me, they come for me They come for me, they come for me They come for me, they come for me Play wit' me, see what happens Play with me and K and you see what happens Son of Abraham, out the sandbox Son of Abraham, yeah, what
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