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Redemption
Hip-Hop/Rap
Redemption fue publicado el 21 de octubre de 2024 por RxbHouseRecords como parte del álbum Twisted Game
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Fecha de lanzamiento21 de octubre de 2024
SelloRxbHouseRecords
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM73

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Lee Johnson
Robert Lee Johnson
Songwriter

Letras

And I know you are fake
I know what you can't take
You a shrek head, look up
You're dead, head looka
You a inbred, lookin
This is Red Dead Redemption
I was resurrected, lifted
And I put it on the heart
Like I hit him with a dartboard
Catch him in his den, I'm in
Eating with this venison
Hit him with the bullseye, boy
I'm the cool guy
You a sinner to a saint
Tinted windows through your car door
Like some cardboard
You ain't got the heart for us
Goin' hard for our lord
Dark fader, dark major
I'm a tornado, sharknado
Boy, I'm the hand that rocked the cradle
With a ladle, we don't smoke crack
Boy, we will push back
Push button, start, make it stop that
Stand back, head tag for your bag
Backpack rappers, I'm a toe tag tagger
I'm a jack that ripper
With his pages of scripture
You a backtatt stripper
You a rat pack snitcher
I'm a bust open stitches
You a coke can sniffin
That's a nosebleed drippin
Why you all up in my kitchen
While I'm cookin'
What you cookin'
Cause you ain't cookin
Like I'm cookin
I know you are fake
I know what you can't take
You a shrek head looker
With your dead head cookin
You a inbred lookin
This is Red Dead Redemption
I was resurrected, lifted
Speak my name, I knew by now
I need valet by CLA
He would say what people say
But you would say what he would say
Speak my name, it's comin' back
With your evil state
I got that bag like Frito-Lay
I lay you down to feed
This way it's free today
The freedom way
I kept it real, was poppin' pills
I'm poppin' stills, you're opposite
I'm proper still, that's Robert
Hill you're climbin
This the shinin
Perfect timin
I'm the diamond rock
Why you cryin'
You can look in through my eyes
I'm fine dinin
You just didn't own my plate
For the winin
Who's drinkin'
Been thinkin
Bout my dreams
And y'all dyin
That's inside
Slit wrist slide
On this ride
I get guy
Y'all been ride
To this side
I been shot
I been fight
This white boy bring slingshot
And I know you a fake
I know what you can't take
You a Shrek head looker
With your dead head bookin
You a inbred lookin
This is Red Dead Redemption
I was resurrected lifted
Written by: Robert Lee Johnson
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