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THESE DEVILS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
THESE DEVILS wurde am 11. Dezember 2020 von Tasman Keith als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtTo Whom It May Concern - EP
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Veröffentlichungsdatum11. Dezember 2020
LabelTasman Keith
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM162

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tasman Keith
Tasman Keith
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tasman Keith
Tasman Keith
Songwriter
Kwame
Kwame
Songwriter
Samuel Jarrett
Samuel Jarrett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kwame
Kwame
Producer
Kapital J
Kapital J
Producer

Songtexte

Cousin dead at 27 got me thinking deep
How we supposed to walk the line when bodies in the street
I converse with the one hearse just to see the tyre leak
Cause if I shoot the messenger then maybe it’s relief
Tryna numb the pain with the bottle and a smoke
Cause if I let it fly then these motherfuckers know
The angst up in my eyes and the blood around the globe
The sirens bout to ring and the worlds about to go
Have you ever seen your aunties crying over grave?
Have you ever seen your cousin shootin’ in his vain?
Have you ever seen your mother deal with a raid,
While baby sis is out the back and calling out your name? (Pain)
On all my days, they might take my life
I walk the block, they lootin’ in the night
Pursue and drop, leave me on the cement
These devils got a grudge and they aiming for my head
My body don't sleep
My thoughts in deep the pain repeat
My army’s ready
The money on the cheap
The verse release all in the street its Armageddon
You fake your sleep or woke with sheep my people see the harm you setting
I plan the seed and stamp the fee demand you see the path we headin’
My body don't sleep
My thoughts in deep the pain repeat
My army’s ready
The money on the cheap
The verse release all in the street its Armageddon
You fake your sleep or woke with sheep my people see the harm you setting
I plan the seed and stamp the fee demand you see the path
On all my days, they might take my life
I walk the block, they lootin’ in the night
Pursue and drop, leave me on the cement
These devils got a grudge and they aiming for my head
Fucked up
Yeah its fucked up
Oh damn its fucked up
The damage fucked up
Yeah its fucked up
Yeah it’s fucked up
But the PM bout to end up in the sea and fucked up.
As the world ventures into a point of no return
Bridges burn and lessons learnt but still the greed remains
30 days and 30 nights couldn’t represent the names
See time is valuable
But unlike they tell you, it could never truly heal the pain
I see racist police guns loaded like basses, all set for the swing
But they don’t want you to make it home, they just wanna make you known
These bodies we buried in their books are just numbers
And it’s in the hundreds
Hundreds
I might jump off the cliff with a reason for the corpse
I might dump your agenda in the sea or in the morgue
I could son your surrender, let it bleed let it torch
If I’m done, then you’re done
I don’t see no remorse
Said my patience run thin and my blood run thick
Sirens howlin’ in the wind, got a badge on the brink
All these hours in a day, and you wanna take mine?
Get the fuck outta the way
I put your life on the line
On all my days (all my days)
they might take my life (take my life)
I walk the block (walk the block)
They lootin’ in the night (In the night)
Pursue and drop (drop)
Leave me on the cement (wait)
These devils got a grudge and they aiming for my head
Fucked up
Yeah its fucked up
Oh damn its fucked up
The damage fucked up
Yeah its fucked up
Yeah it’s fucked up
But the PM bout to end up in the sea and fucked up
Written by: Kwame, Samuel Jarrett, Tasman Keith
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