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Off Beat
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Off Beat fue publicado el 11 de noviembre de 2016 por Majik Ninja Entertainment como parte del álbum Contact
ÁlbumContact
11 de noviembre de 2016
SelloMajik Ninja Entertainment
IdiomaEnglish
BPM100
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Letras

Maybe if I told y'all **** something different
Maybe you would listen, but everybody dissing and bitchin'
For the recognition, I'm distant, live with no restrictions
Kicking dope shit with convictions, living in a pit full of crooked politicians
And Christians trying to sell Christ with conditions
But this kid don't got a cold pot to piss in
It's sickening the way people cope with affliction
The system got 'em all slaves, and they victims
Addiction to bullshit is just one symptom
It's tempting to burn down shit
When they sensing my sentence
Blaspheme code, no repentance
And I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
And these wicked rhymes 'cause problems all the time
Haters in the line wishing their life was mine
But I grind, no favours, no free ride, yeah, I'm signed
But your shit still ain't fucking with mine
They wanna know what's on my mind to see how I'm designed
Maybe it's something they can find inside this twisted mind of mine
FBI dissecting my rhymes
I made a song called Bomb on 'em, guess it's a crime
They say we living in the end times
Never surprised to see the rise of a madman affecting the lives
Of all these kids when they look in my eyes
Realise I'm different from other guys, Lex is one of a kind
And I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
Lex not your average by far, kick bars that touch hearts
And banging out of cars to jump-start and spark cycles out in the park
Rappers stepping their game up coming out of the dark
My mindset, the dope cats ain't get to shine yet
Combine that with dope-ass beats, y'all ain't fine yet
Penny for my thoughts, and a dime for my rhymes
Still keep it grime, bitch, we season in hymns
And I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
And I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
I hope you **** feel me
'Cause I'ma ride 'til these motherfuckers kill me, 'til they kill me
Hanging with these real Gs
Making money motherfucker, but I'm still me, but I'm still me
But I'm still me
Written by: Jeremiah K Johnson
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