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The Plot Thickenz...
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Plot Thickenz... wurde am 31. Oktober 2025 von FLAWed (Feel Like A Winner Every Day)™ als Teil des Albums FATHER, FATHER. veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum31. Oktober 2025
LabelFLAWed (Feel Like A Winner Every Day)™
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Samuel W Phillips
Samuel W Phillips
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samuel W Phillips
Samuel W Phillips
Songwriter
Tamira Slade
Tamira Slade
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samuel W Phillips
Samuel W Phillips
Producer
Tamira Slade
Tamira Slade
Producer

Songtexte

Hope this shit is lucrative
Got some new critics
Remember auntie got the new civic
Developing my drive and pivot
They waving sticks like a magician
In Baltimore we living
It's hard for y'all to get in, we been in
You been dead, you been threatened
Like it's threat level ten
Hit ten men, damn, ima hit man
Gotta big caravan and with they with me till the end
At least I thought so
Oh, we blundered
I'm just a boy wonder
Where we come from, asunder
Makin competition plunder
Under the sun they all the same
Of myself there is one, yeah, my belt weigh a ton
Where's the love, there was none
Smoke a dub of the Runtz
Treat Em Right like I'm Chubb
Don't hate em, won't debate em, that's verbatim
No association, no relation
No fakes ones in my circle
Trace till the black turns purple
Cut em out if they don't deserve you
Rest in Peace to Virgil
Creativity is melding in the world, yo
But little boys and girls are still paranoid
And families were destroyed from a plant that the white man sells
Now, isn't that a ploy
They like L. Ron Hubbard in the Fifties in our offices
Conspiring and they plotting shit
Now I'm bout to stop the shit
Hop out the sarcophagus to get into the rocket ship
Now who's really poppin' bitch
Had to feel it out like a lockpicker
I'm gettin' into plots a lot thicker
Times ticking, get the picture?
Developing a fixture to get Dubs
I'm feelin like the winner in the late fall, no hiccups
I get strict buckets, so fuck it, bruh
I might have to bring the ruckus 'less I get my ass kissed, ugh
Now who's really running shit
Ugh
Father, father
You know I gotta learn to forgive em
Ugh, yeah
Ugh, KpX
Are we still recording
What else is left to say, man
There's still a couple stories to tell
Written by: Samuel W Phillips, Tamira Slade
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