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Existence
Hip-Hop/Rap
Existence κυκλοφόρησε στις 2 Ιουνίου 2025 από T.H.I.S. ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Bleeding light
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ΆλμπουμBleeding light
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας2 Ιουνίου 2025
ΕτικέταT.H.I.S.
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM75

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Kai
Kid Kai
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Olmeda
Eric Olmeda
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Kai
Kid Kai
Mastering Engineer

Στίχοι

Flyin' through existence by any damn means
I ain't never feening for shit unless it's a dream
Always outta sight, yeah, I'm always on the scene
Tryna do what's right like the patterns on the street
I ain't got no fight for these haters hatin' everything
Frontal cortex frustrate, goin' through the heavy gate
Tryna see those pearly gates as I hyperventilate
One breath will be my last, I cannot exacerbate
Filthy hoes make me masturbate, you won't have your way
I don't want diseases, I don't really love you anyway
I will not betray my integrity, hope you proud of me
I can't let it be, yeah, I'm off the leash
Like a dog to the comb, I'm always in the zone
Took that bar from Mike Snow, he don't mind that I know wow
All my foes turn to stone, metronome, every note
Gonna blow, already know, had to skip your party though
Flyin' through existence by any damn means
I ain't never feening for shit unless it's a dream
Always outta sight, yeah, I'm always on the scene
Tryna do what's right, like the patterns on the street
Flyin' through existence by any damn means
I ain't never feening for shit unless it's a dream
Always outta sight, yeah, I'm always on the scene
Tryna do what's right, like the patterns on the street
Explicitly you killin' me, every time you steal from me
Send my heart to battle, I'm posted up on the infantry
No sympathy, I know that invaluably
They just like to see me bleed, stealthy like Assassin's Creed
Hoppin' from this hellish place, really tryna elevate
This the time to celebrate, like who you really rootin' for
Never knew you anyways, at least if it's to the core
Can't afford to ignore all these problems anymore, anymore
What is so wrong with me? Tell me why these people see
Everything distortedly, pressure is absorbing me
Feel your presence haunting me, from the depths of my mental
My autonomy, it's really hard to think
I'm disturbed by my fears, rise above all my peers
Nothin's gonna steer, my hard work will persevere
Hear these people cheer, give them what they wanna hear
Stayin' on the path, I ain't never gonna steer
Written by: Eric Olmeda
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