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Challenger
Hip-Hop/Rap
Challenger wurde am 11. September 2021 von Wave Theory/Claymore Industries als Teil des Albums Mass Effects 2 veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum11. September 2021
LabelWave Theory/Claymore Industries
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Claymore
Claymore
Background Vocals, Lead Vocals, Rap
Mike Mass
Mike Mass
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claymore
Claymore
Lyrics, Arranger
Mike Mass
Mike Mass
Composer, Arranger
Clayton Jones
Clayton Jones
Songwriter
Mike O'Halloran
Mike O'Halloran
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Claymore
Claymore
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer
Mike Mass
Mike Mass
Producer

Songtexte

(verse 1: Claymore)
A **** just sitting in the crib with instrumentals
Watching rain droplets hit against the window
Pretending like I’m the big fish in the pond, but I’m just a minnow
Tryna swim up in a pool full of sharks in search of dinner//
Life is like a motherfucking puddle that I jump into
Stuck up in conundrums as I wonder what the fuck to do
Miss a couple pieces, incomplete up in this puzzle, dude
Fuck up, and some shit is going down, just not a W//
What’s the point of living if everything is a struggle
And everything you build just gets decimated to rubble
Foundation on, which you was educated’ll crumble
As you fumble for your footing, your destination is trouble//
Though a **** flow is as devastating as blows
To your nose, shit has frozen, and never made it to go
Seeming like my body might separate from my soul
So try to reach another level by elevating my goals//
(hook: Claymore)
It's the beginning of the end and the rise of my fall
The good that, seem evil in the eyes of the law
I’m both the solution and the problem that you solve
The advocate for peace who stokes the fires of the wars//
Going ‘round in circles like the tires on a car
With no final destination as I’m driving on this course
If I’m living on the edge, then I’m dying by the sword
Drowning in the pool of blood that I lie in on the floor//
(verse 2: Claymore)
I was born the same year as the explosion of the Challenger
With visions more vivid than exposures in your camera
God don’t give you no more than you can handle, but
They try to hold me up, just like the holes inside your calendar//
Thinking of occasions that I behaved out of character
And **** ain’t been playing they role and started acting up
Going back and forth with me, not adding up, like abacus
Thought that I could be 50 Cent, but can’t get half a buck//
Do a **** have, what it takes to be prolific
Or resigned to my fate like it's too late for me to get it
Most **** hate, and they be faker than a gimmick
In a Cloud full of Strife, but I be Breaking through the Limits//
My X’s (exes) say O, like what Square did with Enix
This Fantasy is Final, Downs spared for the Phoenix
It’s seeming like this game, wasn’t made for me to beat it
Thus I fatefully be placed among the ranks of the defeated//
(verse 3: Claymore)
Stuck like a motherfucking rat in a maze
Tryna figure how the fuck I got trapped in this cage
Life hits you hard, got smacked into a daze
Flash back to my motherfucking ass up in the grave//
But before I risk my neck like a herniated disc
I make sure that the reward, it might could permeate the risk
He’s illy with the words, and I heard he make it flip
Like a pancake or waffle, leave 'em burning at the ends//
Sometimes a **** feel like he a worthless piece of shit
But he’s legit, and got the verbs that might can terminate ya clique
Look calm right on the surface, but it’s hurting me within
Man, it seem I gotta figure what my purpose is again//
I know my family gon’ be pissed
If a **** a gorilla on that monkey shit
I been chillin’, watching Bruce Lee flicks, tryna be like water
But know the moment I evaporate, I won’t be “mist”//
Written by: Claymore, Clayton Jones, Mike Mass, Mike O'Halloran
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