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Vegemite
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Vegemite wurde am 12. September 2025 von Independent als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtSorry I'm High
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Veröffentlichungsdatum12. September 2025
LabelIndependent
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM67

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shadow
Shadow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Fynn
T. Fynn
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Thomas
Dylan Thomas
Producer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
Still in the ranks like Shabba (What?)
And my old mate said he don't wanna drive cars, so the R1 burnin' rubber (Skrrt)
Gals back then didn't wanna show love, but now they wanting my number (Brr, brr)
This is my bread and butter, run up on them, then make them stutter, yeah
Moncler still on the puffer (Fresh)
And I got no love for the pigs 'cause some of them stay undercover (Woo)
Muay Thai kicks to your face might make it hard for you to recover (Ooh-wee)
Come from the mud, that's gutter
Jobs get done in a black one-toner (Skrrt)
Spin that block, see nada
Die for mine, won't back your brothers (Why?)
Please back your boys
Been doing this since plastic toys
Step on the stage and you know that I murk it
Now the whole crowd gonna make some noise (Wow)
Intergalactic, trapped in voids (Skrrt)
Wanna blow up like smashin' 'roids, oi
Anybody steppin' in my way
No swingin' on a blade, leave a man destroyed (Brr, brr)
[Chorus]
Said he might
This flow's yuck like Vegemite
I've spun him like plenty times
Plenty gal and plenty rhymes
Uh, spirit of twenty tribes
Walked them streets in plenty Nikes
Plenty hours, plenty nights
Free my boys, done plenty, uh (Plenty)
Said he might
This flow's yuck like Vegemite
I've spun him like plenty times
Plenty gal and plenty rhymes (Plenty)
Uh, spirit of twenty tribes
Walked them streets in plenty Nikes
Plenty hours, plenty nights
Free my boys, done plenty (Plenty)
[Verse 2]
Might sound good on drill, but they not on grime (What?)
Sneak diss thinkin' you're good, but you're not my slime (That's right)
Not even a solar eclipse can block my shine (None)
Still on the way to the top, just read the signs
Read that, said read the room
Still pop out, that's peek-a-boo
We don't bite like eatin' soup
Spin that track and speakers boom (Brr)
Been a don since in the womb
Clean them out, don't need a broom (None)
Bring your gang, we'll sweep 'em too
Don't want beef like vegan food
Don't want beef like Hindu people
Smoke my green, get high like eagle
Know my beats all got that diesel
Can't stop now, this flow's illegal
We pop out like zits and measles
Let it be just like The Beatles (Yeah)
Still pray to God, then I get it on job, they know I'm evil (I'm evil)
I'm so disgustin' (What?)
My boys like Vladimir Putin
Give you the bootin', then we're just Russian (Russian)
They all just rap about shootings
Who are you shootin'? Brother, you're bluffin' (Bluff)
Them packs just land at Susan's
Come from the Cubans, get it in dozens, uh
Yeah (What?)
[Chorus]
Said he might
This flow's yuck like Vegemite
I've spun him like plenty times
Plenty gal and plenty rhymes
Uh, spirit of twenty tribes
Walked them streets in plenty Nikes (Ayy, ayy)
Plenty hours, plenty nights
Free my boys, done plenty (Plenty)
Said he might
This flow's yuck like Vegemite (What?)
I've spun him like plenty times
Plenty gal and plenty rhymes (Plenty)
Uh, spirit of twenty tribes
Walked them streets in plenty Nikes (That's right)
Plenty hours, plenty nights
Free my boys, done plenty crime
[Outro]
Free my boys, done plenty
Said free my boys, done plenty
Said free my boys, done plenty
Written by: T. Fynn
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