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prosthetic (feat. rubyred)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
prosthetic (feat. rubyred) fue lanzado el 9 de mayo de 2025 por orteus como parte del álbum surgery
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Álbumsurgery
Fecha de lanzamiento9 de mayo de 2025
Sello discográficoorteus
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM72

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
orteus
orteus
Voces
rubyred
rubyred
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
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Autoría
rubyred
rubyred
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
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Producción

Letra

I fucking love you!
If you want me, just say so
Enough of that talking, stay close
I don't want you to say no
Wanna be the one that you chose
Never tell me to let go
My hands are tied, like I froze
(Oh, oh, oh)
You're now listening to-
If you want me, just say so
Enough of that talking, stay close
I don't want you to say no
Wanna be the one that you chose
Never tell me to let go
My hands are tied, like I froze
N- never forgot
The way you touch
You make me lose
My train of thought
I kept and caught
The butterfliеs
Forget me not
Forgive my faults
Yеah
Give me some grace, lil' baby
I pray you don't second-guess me
Might fuck around, crash a Mercedes
I'm searching for the medic
Ain't proud of who I am, but I'm trying to get better
I'm face down on the pavement, they say I need prosthetic
That shit poetic, I- I- I'm goin- I'm going pale in the face
I- I- I'm in the Maybach getting chased
I- I- I'm tryna get out, move hasty
I- I- I could show you shit in the HD
(Can't) Let my weakness define me
(Can't) Run from this shit, get grimy
(Run) Out of the nation, can't find me
Got the open playing in my headphone
Can't stand on shit, where the backbone?
Had to persevere, by my damn lone'
Baby, I'm tryna just-
Got the open playing in my headphone
Can't stand on shit, where the backbone?
Had to persevere by my damn lone'
Baby, I'm tryna just get back home
(Oh, oh, oh)
You're now listening to-
If you want me, just say so
Enough of that talking, stay close
I don't want you to say no
Wanna be the one that you chose
Never tell me to let go
My hands are tied, like I froze
Never forgot
The way you touch
You make me lose
My train of thought
I kept and caught
The butterflies
Forget me not
Forgive my faults
You're now listening to surgery
(Oh)
It does- It doesn't matter-
Written by: Orteus Lopez Bonilla
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