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PYONGYANG
4
Hip-Hop/Rap
PYONGYANG fue publicado el 4 de julio de 2025 por Grad/EAE Records como parte del álbum $uMMER BUN$
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Fecha de lanzamiento4 de julio de 2025
SelloGrad/EAE Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM137

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Marcus Grad
Alexander Marcus Grad
Engineer

Letras

This really ain't been just a wonderful feeling, I'm stuck in a home and can't automobile it
The nature around me can stop in a minute like
But I've been offended the way that we raised it, and the way that we sentenced
So it feels like that ain't even right to defend it like I've been just living inside of Pyongyang
Slitting myself, make it less and less strange, killing myself, sounding less and less gay
I don't want a seminar, I don't need God if, he regular
I don't need friends no more, I just want Benzes and whores
I just want effort in yours, why do I beg her for more yeah
Cause they don't want it as bad as I do
Yeah, you my Simba, I fly like Zazu
Yeah, this ain't casual, It really matter
I lost a piece of me, like the Dallas Mavericks, yeah
I was putting my heart and my soul into something that ain't even give me a cent or a refund
Nowadays, it's harder to fall asleep when I've been picking out nothing but smoking sativa
TBH ain't really been nice to meet you, it's sad cause you said you would ride for your people
You shit on my head like a beach full of seagulls, went on a power trip, Julias Caesar
It felt like a need to Get Out like it's Jordan no Peeling
I stay in the house lock myself to go hide all my feelings
I'm sorry that I let my ego just ruin my image
But I was left dry, and I can't even get out a sentence, and my parents
Have just been on my ass, life been just throwing me nothing but jabs
And I've been just coping by showing by showing em' sass
Riding on the highway damn near a crashed
Walking around with a bag full of stabs
All I was finna ask for was a little bit of cash
Thinking that this shit wouldn't go by me in the ass
Now I'm sinking in my feelings like I'm drowning in a bath
My life had crashed
This really ain't been just a wonderful feeling, I'm stuck in a home and can't automobile it
The nature around me can stop in a minute like
But I've been offended the way that we raised it, and the way that we sentenced
So it feels like that ain't even right to defend it like I've been just living inside of Pyongyang
Slitting myself, make it less and less strange, killing myself, sounding less and less gay
I don't want a seminar, I don't need God if, he regular
I don't need friends no more, I just want Benzes and whores
I just want effort in yours, why do I beg her for more, yeah
Written by: Alexander Marcus Grad
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