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CLONES
Hip-Hop/Rap
CLONES wurde am 17. Mai 2025 von 6773455 Records DK als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtTRIPLE VISION
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Veröffentlichungsdatum17. Mai 2025
Label6773455 Records DK
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T-+
T-+
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trevor Nichols
Trevor Nichols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trevor Nichols
Trevor Nichols
Producer

Songtexte

Lost in the void, no light, just haze
Clones in the shadows, they snark through the maze
Fuck the fake souls, we blaze our way
Outlawed forever, we don't play their game
Clones, Clones, creeping in the night, no heart
Fakes, fakes, tear their the world apart
Fuck what they claim, we set our own spark
Clones, Clones, we burn them in the dark
Clones, Clones, creeping in the night, no heart
Fakes, fakes, tear their the world apart
Fuck what they claim, we set our own spark
Clones, Clones, we burn them in the dark
I'm a wraith with a hex,
Got sigils in my veins
Clones tryna mirror my soul,
But they're bound by chains
Fuck the empty shells,
They can't touch my plane
I'm spittin' black magic,
Conjurin' pain
Eyes like a voids,
See the abyss in my stare
They copy my moves,
But they choke on despair
I'm the ghost in the mist with a blade that's cursed
Clones get no love, leave em buried in dirt
My aura's too raw,
It's a plague they can't steal
They mimic my shadow,
But they'll never fulfill
The weight of my scars,
The fire in my chest
I'm eternal, they're dust,
Fuck the rest
Clones, Clones, creeping in the night, no heart
Fakes, fakes, tear their the world apart
Fuck what they claim, we set our own spark
Clones, Clones, we burn them in the dark
Clones, Clones, creeping in the night, no heart
Fakes, fakes, tear their the world apart
Fuck what they claim, we set our own spark
Clones, Clones, we burn them in the dark
Slidin' through the swamp,
Got a Glock on my side
Clones in my lane,
But they veins like ties
Fuck their weak flows,
They just steal my grind
I'm sippin' on mud with the devil on speed dial
Codeine in my cup,
Let my demons take flight
They jackin' my vibe,
But they scared of the night
No soul in their bones,
Just a mask they wear
I'm dodgin' up fakes while I'm grippin' my prayer
Southside renegade,
I'm reppin' the gray
Clones tryna bite,
But they break like clay
I'm the one with the scars,
They just play pretend
Fuck a copycat,
Leave 'em dead in the end
Ayy, pop a pill, let it hit,
I'm gone in the mist
Clones wanna talk,
But they cease to exist
Fuck the fake chains,
I'm the realest to spit
Triple six in my blood,
Watch the stage get lit!
I'm a fiend for the chaos,
No love for the flawed
They mimic my walk,
But they lost in the fog
Got a blade in my boot,
Carve my name in the mud
Clones get no mercy,
Leave them soaked in their blood
I'm stompin' through the south with the bass line low
They steal what I build, but they'll never know
The hunger in my gut, the ice in my veins
Fuck the clones, we ignite the flame
Clones, Clones, creeping in the night, no heart
Fakes, fakes, tear their the world apart
Fuck what they claim, we set our own spark
Clones, Clones, we burn them in the dark
Clones, Clones, creeping in the night, no heart
Fakes, fakes, tear their the world apart
Fuck what they claim, we set our own spark
Clones, Clones, we burn them in the dark
They echo my voice, but the words don't land
Clones in the void, just a shell, no plan
I'm the storm in the night, they're flickered, they fade
We despise their kind, watch them rot in the shade
Clones, clones, fuck them all, we ride
Grey in our hearts, no fiends survive
Clones, clones, creepin' with no name
Fuck what they take, we keep setting the flame
Written by: Trevor Nichols
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