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Beasts
22
Hip-Hop
Beasts wurde am 6. Juni 2025 von Parallel Thought LTD. als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtOther Blues
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Veröffentlichungsdatum6. Juni 2025
LabelParallel Thought LTD.
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Defcee
Defcee
Performer
Parallel Thought
Parallel Thought
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Calman
Adam Calman
Composer
Jeff Blacker
Jeff Blacker
Composer
Adam Levin
Adam Levin
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Parallel Thought
Parallel Thought
Producer

Songtexte

I did numbers offa SkyNet, so leave the Pyrex at home,
come to my shows, and I’ll sign your router.
Okay, Tommy Tough Guy,
I’m sure you really would have rummaged through the Tunnel
after hogtyin all the bouncers
That’s big kap, weird flex,
you ever tried to convince a teenager to write a poem
in the first month of a twenty-year stretch? I thought not.
So you don’t know what hopelessness looks like
just cuz you caught those long looks on the wrong block
Sometimes doves cry when it snows in April,
And we keep the vault locked.
Chock-full of soft spots and dark thoughts
Like I’d be lying if I said I never smiled
at the idea of someone I reviled
turning up dead.
They’re all still alive cuz I’m accountable…
but mostly it’s just cuz I’m just a coward
like those who call their lives real sending people they admire
time stamped videos of themselves
Unaware all that stood between them and that final hour
was a lawn, a gate, a door, and lack of firepower.
Nice guys got clouds in their heads, too,
demons waitin in the spaces where we fled to.
Just don’t let those dragons catch you.
Never let those beasts out their bedrooms
Inner monologue was chilling and sick,
tellin me spirits never need permission to visit their kids.
Another swig, I’m swingin fists in the abyss,
Cuz me and my shadow had irreconcilable differences.
swatted that creeping feeling before it could reach my hands.
So heavy with grief, I could barely even stand,
let alone breathe with the cold wheeze of the afterlife
coolin off my anger while suppressin its appetite.
That was why I had to write,
why I learned patience in the cypher
waiting for all the older homies to pass the mic.
Never understood “own worst enemy” cliches,
til they stared back at me from the rear view on the e-way
each day I had to drive to and from a life I’d broken.
Only sober when the baby was in the car,
otherwise I was smoking, or sippin on something
knowin it wasn’t helping me,
but inner demons only love you selfishly.
Written by: Adam Calman, Adam Levin, Jeff Blacker
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