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COMMON GROUND
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COMMON GROUND wurde am 13. Februar 2026 von SATCHEL VI als Teil des Albums COMMON GROUND - Single veröffentlicht
13. Februar 2026
LabelSATCHEL VI
SpracheEnglish
BPM85
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

It's just another day
So dust that shit up off your shoulders
Listen, soldier:
I gave you wisdom, mane; I thought I told you
This shit is not a joke
It's 'bout time you straighten up
You always crying 'bout your feelings when nobody gives a fuck
Mane, you only have yourself in this game of life
Forget the struggle
Keep it pushing
Put the past aside, dawg
There's a couple ways to live, and that's do or die
So grip your nuts and keep it moving with your head up high
We been going through the motions, mane; this country is a joke
Every word up out their lips just steady drains all of the hope
From our people
Who work so hard until they croak
I'm so fed up with the system, dawg; the shit is fucking broke
But I'ma keep on cooling
You can find me by the river
Only focused on the truth
A message soon will be delivered
From the universe
Our very fate wrote by the giver
But for now, I'll let it simmer
Ain't no time to be a victim, hoe
Heed my words
This ain’t anger; see, it’s clarity speaking
Every comfort you chase comes with a cost you ain’t reading
You can starve for the truth or become full off the feeding
When that veil really tears, what you still 'gon believe in?
Now here's a second chance
Shut your mouth and let me speak
This ain’t hype or conversation
It's the code you 'posed to read
Learn it slow
Apply it daily
Let it turn into belief
Without awareness in this life, there ain't no way you can succeed
I grit my teeth when things get bitter
Such a common occurrence
I hate the fact they have no plan
The people get no assurance
And then they die it down
Try to find another story
To hide the truth and make it seem they did something worthy
Mane, wassup with that?
Yeah, that shit, I don't buy
I flick my teeth and spit the poison at them bitches who lie
You think they really care, my brother?
They would send you to die
And they wont think twice,
Trust
It's time to open your eyes
This ain’t hope
This survival in a dressed-up cage
Every truth that I spit come from a blood-stained page
If you fold under pressure, need to change your ways
This world's a mess and I don't think that it will ever change
Written by: Albert Mangum, Moritz Töpfl
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