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...December
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...December wurde am 2. August 2026 von Lyrical Chaos als Teil des Albums ...December - Single veröffentlicht
2. August 2026
LabelLyrical Chaos
SpracheEnglish
BPM66
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

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Songtexte

You know love is an incredible thing
And we don't know love like we should
But that real love, that love that sometimes is difficult
Difficult to have, that's that love
And that's a confidence builder
I'll admit it I'm back on my shit
These pills got me bugging and shit
AG told me that he wanna stab on a ****
That act like they thugging and shit
Then I pulled up to handle the sitch
That **** he turned to a bitch
Had him calling his brother they say that
They sorry why you get your fam in the mix
See my youngin he walk like a pimp
That lil **** walk with a limp
Man I came with the stick yeah he came with the
Blick yeah we had it all stashed in the whip
My young **** he itching to grip
Then I told him man fuck all that shit
If you pull up on youngin I pull up for
Youngin yeah he know I handle it quick
Making friends with the sun and the moon
I'm a star a flower that blooms
In a garden or laid in a tomb
Like the son of the lord and the Jews
I took Pearl out my hand from a noose
I wanted to die this was true
Cause this life had me thinking that death
Was the only way out of the life of a goon
Got a homie that ran from the opps
My **** the block was too hot
Heard the ugliest **** was looking for
Homie cause homie a fuck with his guap
Bamo batla all over the straat
Majita nkar magata
I told him come back to the spot
Cause all of that running won't stop
Spun the block with a couple my ****
Made our way to the back of the get up
Rock a hoodie from summer to winter
By the end of the night it's December
My lil cousins they told me let's get em
Then I ask him my dawg how you figure
In this life man you only get one or two
Choices you either the licker the hitter
I thought all of my **** were blessed
Until they got my **** blessed
While I'm writing these words with a pen
My **** doing time in the pen
Free my dawg that's locked in a cage
We can't help it we stuck in our ways
We a product of all of our selfish
Decisions inspired by money and pain
Cane
By the end of the night it's December
Written by: Wedu Mojiwa
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