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The Prime Example
104
Rap
The Prime Example wurde am 19. August 2026 von Momentum Entertainment, LLC als Teil des Albums The Price of Clarity veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum19. August 2026
LabelMomentum Entertainment, LLC
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ransom
Ransom
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randy Nicholls
Randy Nicholls
Songwriter
Tyrice Jones
Tyrice Jones
Songwriter
Jeffrey Alverez
Jeffrey Alverez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mayor
Mayor
Producer
Tyjamz
Tyjamz
Producer
Dāvis Strauss
Dāvis Strauss
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

I'm back
 
Your savior's here
 
Feelin' strong, man
Unbeatable
Unshakable
Unbreakable
Let's get it
A bad hand that was dealt should only produce kings, yes
But if you come from a place where
A sudden mood swing could lead to a few things
Defeat weighs on your soul, if you don't stay on your toes
There'll be blood stains on your shoestrings
I'm not outside, and I don't freak with the scene enough
What happens when a script's get altered and then the scene is cut?
Most people love to get into character when the screen is up
Consider those who don't get seen enough, probably seen too much
Still asking God what He's seen in us, this is extremely tough
He saw His reflection and what he's seen was us
It's a nightmare when your dream is crushed
But we was born to fail, too many abort plan when they feet is stuck
I'm not one of these caricatures
Cause I ain't have to applaud, so please be seated when I snatch the award
I'm like that old dirty bastard with disastrous flaws
Cause I was told I'd never matter, look how I dazzle em all
So what y'all chatted never mattered at all
Cause shit don't matter when your matter dissolves, *****
Ain't y'all tired of all the bragging and boasting
All the extravagant flows when the words rhyme
And you think you feel the passion that's spoken
Just look past the emotion and try to fathom the notion
That they was spitting, but you can't recite
Half what they're quoting, on top of that
They don't believe the trash that they wrote
Then they wrap it back on a track
Then proceed to laugh and then and smokin', you been hoodwinkin'
I can give a fuck what the hood think
Cause once you understand you ain't gotta be understood king
I don't quit when fatigue hits, but I'm tired
Of rappers who's tryna make you believe all this blatantly make-believe shit
Confused what the aim is
Cause either you a fool or you famous
It's probably both
And the majority vote is tools for the nameless
At least own the circus that produces all the clowns that get used for the entertainment
Your soldier soul ain't got news when they sent the payment
And truth be told they sent back when they meant enslavement, *****
I got no time to hit bags, I ain't in no training, *****
I'm so tough time I am the greatest, *****
Seriously, man, like I know you, you do what you do
But like, poetry, like remove the music, like the shit you say
That leaves a stain, like fuck, man, countless
Take an eighth of your catalogue
And you'd be rich, in a fluffy fucking shirt
Counting your coins, doing shit for the king
Remember that
A'ight I'll let you work, man
Written by: Jeffrey Alverez, Randy Nicholls, Tyrice Jones
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