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Nuisance

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Nuisance wurde am 4. Februar 2022 von SpacedOut Studios Entertainment als Teil des Albums Nuisance - Single veröffentlicht

Songdetails

AlbumNuisance - Single

Veröffentlichungsdatum4. Februar 2022

LabelSpacedOut Studios Entertainment

SpracheEnglish

Melodizität

Akustizität

Valence

Tanzbarkeit

Energie

BPM103

SONG-INFO

SONGTEXTE

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Dorzi

Performer

Tyreque Hall

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dorian Palmer Smith

Dorian Palmer Smith

Lyrics

Songtexte

Did I make myself a nuisance again

Did you clock me moove loose in the ends.

Had to turn up, wagwaaan

Beat sheller, not no crack seller

High top, fresh creps

Mooching off to check on my ma

From risky ravo, boy fi get shot

Council estate raised where my dogs bark,

Seen manna man a got some scars

Tell them youngers and fakes that it's never just bars

I'm all about the music

Their all about the fame

I just express the savagery circling my brain

I detest the fakery that's lurking in my lane

Still I'm sitting on the phone, I program the game

Every tune I'm venting on, I can switch it a next way

You never know what's coming, any time you press play

Bun them other rappers, mumbling it all just sounds the same

I'm different, it's in my DNA, it's in my veins

I'd never run a scam on ya brain

My flows hit like you just sniffed a gram of cocaine

Your mind levitates, exiting your skull along the way

Spirit in another time frame where my dogs rein

Sometimes you might see me in my thoughts

I was probably in a trance

I'm a demon of the North

And when everybody's chilling, I be scheming of course

High fly like a rocket, can't knock me off course

I flip it on the deck and then I wip it on the riddim

No liberties, heart soul and brains in my lyrics

Your amazed, but you’re getting in my way as I spit it

Get back or you'll get a punctured face in a minute

If I licked you in the head

Then it's the pavement your hitting

Never wish nobody dead, because that ain't in my thinking

But I'm sick with the grammar

Get back, man a move or I’ll send for the ting

Big badda badda boom

Did I make myself a nuisance again

Did you clock me move loose in the ends

Had to turn up wagwaaan, beat sheller,

Not no crack seller, high top, fresh creps

Mooching off to check on my ma

From risky ravo, Boy fi get shot

Council estate raised where my dogs bark

Seen manna man a got some scars

Tell them youngers and fakes that it's never just bars

Don't come around here to beg friends

I'm only here to set trends

Rah duzz em, rah dun em, raaaahtid

I can smell fear ca them tense

And my lyrical move connect ends

Plug in the mic then and I’m a shell a rough song

Jamaican roots, so make we tell em wagwaaan

My thoughts of you der so are overly gruesome

And since I was pubescent, my screws have been gaan

I'm all up on this stage for the wage manna waved,

Still I light another zubbie in the place

Ain't no puff puff pass no let me get cained

See them single chicks, one gave me brain on the train

Man are big bar sheller I came to aim flames

Then I ten ten pipe the baddest groupies that remain

What's my type

Big, bad, bougie, ride me like a bike

Ye I like your freaky vibe, and you got me feeling hype wanna go all night.

Did I make myself a nuisance again.

Did you clock me move loose in the ends.

Had to turn up wagwaaan,

Beat sheller, not no crack seller

High top, Fresh creps

Mooching off to check on my ma

From risky ravo, Boy fi get shot

Council estate raised where my dogs bark,

Seen seen manna man a got some scars

Tell them youngers and fakes that it's never just bars

It’s never just bars

Tell them youngers and fakes that it's never just bars

Its never just bars tell them youngers and fakes that it

Written by: Dorian Palmer Smith

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