Propellerhead - Deeflux, Louis Unseen & Millennium Jazz Music: letras de canciones, vídeos musicales y conciertos

Deeflux, Louis Unseen & Millennium Jazz Music

Propellerhead

2

UK Hip-Hop

Propellerhead fue publicado el 22 de agosto de 2025 por Millennium Jazz Music como parte del álbum The Clock - Single

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumThe Clock - Single

Fecha de lanzamiento22 de agosto de 2025

SelloMillennium Jazz Music

IdiomaEnglish

Melodicidad

Acústico

Valence

Bailabilidad

Energía

BPM75

RESUMEN

LETRAS

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Deeflux

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Louis Mackay

Composer

Nick Udall

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Louis Unseen

Producer

Letras

Yeah

Ooh-wee, yeah, yeah, yeah

Shirley Bassey over here

Never thought I'd see the day

But life is kinda sick

Look who we start again on 'Wipe the Slate'

I shoulda got balloons, son

Ten year, little twenty gun salute one

Ha, little cake for the squad and gang

Lou and Dee are back up in the business like a boomerang

Took a little break to make some different breaks

But here we are, pop a little bottle off to celebrate

While Molotovs disperse, words adored on a statue's face

Eat the rich like they're foie gras, supper date

While the gutter swells, it's just as well 'cause word are their weapons

But we're smarter with our prose while they think in braille

Punchin' up at like half the scale

I'd rather fail a fight than I would fight to fail

I'm lesser educated, life taught and road hardened

Going at the glass ceiling, no pardons

As we span this passage of time

We sabotaging success in this avalanche of divine

Januity the world's best engineering minds

And working on deconstruction of society is fine

Look the other way, there's nothing to see here, it's nothing mate

Get the hell away if you know what's good for your mental state

Before the dudes in the suits show up

A little toast to millennium, jazz the bar

Mad gat like student résumés

I've been up to a lot, basically, thanks for asking, mate

Still the same geezer on her knees up

Couple grey hairs from the storms in my tea cup

The world is feeling more at arm since 1984

I play the corners, it's a miracle natural selection's dawn

Miss me with the thunderclouds

It's hard to get the vortex drenched in the underground

We play the low light, 16hz

I give you 16 bars, full of 16hz

Heart on my sleeve, sleeve is a labyrinth

Daedalus, blueprinting moves of the average

My architectural pledge

Is spiraling, constructing a throne out of the dregs

When you're carrying off baggage, you're sick down in the depths

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em, don't worry about the sten

As we span this passage of time

We're sabotaging success in this avalanche of divine

Genuity, the world's best engineering minds

Are working on deconstruction of society, it's fine

But the other way, there's nothing to see here, it's nothing, mate

Get the hell away if you know what's good for your mental state

Before the dudes in the suits show up

A little toast to Millennium Jazz The Bar

Do we all zing and de-flunk?

Yes, mate, ain't more to down

Written by: Louis Mackay, Nick Udall

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