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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noga Erez
Noga Erez
Vocals
Ori Rousso
Ori Rousso
Guitar
Shlomi Alon
Shlomi Alon
Baritone Saxophone
Omri Shani
Omri Shani
Bass
Nona Choir and All the Players
Nona Choir and All the Players
Choir
Itamar Lobestein
Itamar Lobestein
Drums
Nathalie Goldberg
Nathalie Goldberg
Music Director
Zvika Vogel
Zvika Vogel
Music Director
Yair Slutzki
Yair Slutzki
Trombone
Arthur Krasnobaev
Arthur Krasnobaev
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noga Erez
Noga Erez
Songwriter
Ori Rousso
Ori Rousso
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ori Rousso
Ori Rousso
Producer
Avishay Lidani
Avishay Lidani
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

היי רוסו, לא אכלת ארוחת בוקר לארוחת בוקר Get back to the front, front, it's a forefront Set there like your deal done and you're done, done Long coat is the dress code of the old times Some skin in the sun, skirt in the dump (dump) Downtown, where the cash flow like the Nile I'll fly by, it's my prime, and I'm back like Paycheck, spent all at once, like I live twice One time for the dime, one for the mind So cautious, so cautious, I'm walking on thin ice So anxiously conscious, my compass imprеcise (compass imprеcise) So short of theme I havе to compensate with size I'm working my way up but never raise the price I pay the price of laziness, haziness, hesitance I thought the goal was to be present but the present is the scariest I mean, woo!, making beats could be a spooky place (spooky) So all my days are spent on peeping on somebody else Well, I don't give a fuck (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out, ayy (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I'm gonna knock out (It's the end of mankind) I just gotta keep in mind (It's the end of mankind) I just gotta keep in mind (It's the end of mankind) I just gotta keep in mind (I just gotta keep in mind) I just gotta keep in mind (I knockout) I got authority to send you home And if I catch you down the line it might be ceremony They call it murderous, I really think it's out of mercy So I done it once, the second time must be money So worth it, so worth it, I must have done it right So often, so often but they just never tire I own it so I might as well just make it mine (you're mine) And now you see me growing in the public eye I had to try So early in the morning just to see me shine (see me shine) They look at me for guidance I just make 'em blind I am the sun, I am the son, I am the wild (But mommy, I'm sorry I'm such a little child) I feel so lost, ends are loosen on both sides I'm in a zone I worry I could never zone out That kinda club will never let me in I got the smell, they say I'm way too clean Too clean (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out (I knockout) I knock my enemy out
Writer(s): Ori Rousso, Noga Erez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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