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solace
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solace fue lanzado el 29 de diciembre de 2025 por Slime Council Enterprises como parte del álbum solace - Single
Released29 de diciembre de 2025
Sello discográficoSlime Council Enterprises
IdiomaEnglish
BPM102
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

In the makeshift booth
In my room
Ima find my way home
Whether through all the poppin
Or all the fuckin agony
That I take and be feel every day
Left alone it's just me and what's floodin my pockets
Cannot see other ways
Talk to God he respondin
Like why did my pops leave my brother and I
Now fatherless
Answers lie front my eyes
He was starvin
My life is filled with so much gut wrenchin problems
And shit never stoppin
Till I drop dead
Maybe then I'll feel solace
Till I drop dead in my casket
Maybe then I'll feel solace
Or I never fuckin will
Used to question when people say hell is on earth
Now I'm startin to rethink my thoughts and
Never expected to feel this deep level of malice
So I'm walkin to the bank make deposits
Send the wire to my brother
Then receiving what will free me from my conscience
Used to have me feelin nauseous
Then adapted to the toxins
Been had seen how these fuckers switch sides
Way before it ever happened
And by then I was on some beyond them
By the time you start feelin all my words bitch I'm gone
It's bout time that my songs pay me somethin
Was so tired of just scratchin all for nothin back
Always knew there was more to this context
Sleepin and stay dreamin of whatever bite my ass
Steepness yeah gotta climb this hill that I have built up from all the bad shit
Reapin my corrupted ass beliefs
This is just the aftermath
What do I deserve
What is mine
What is real
Is it right in front my fuckin eyes
Jesus comin back he never lied
All you phony ass rappers tellin eveverything but truth
Through I see future jump is my end
And the start where lies all that's new
To me what is comin to me just what been known
Get lost but I bet that
Ima find my way home
Whether through all the poppin
Or all the fuckin agony
That I take and be feel every day
Left alone it's just me and what's floodin my pockets
Cannot see other ways
Talk to God he respondin
Like why did my pops leave my brother and I
Now fatherless
Answers lie front my eyes
He was starvin
My life is filled with so much gut wrenchin problems
And this shit never stoppin
Till I drop dead
Maybe then I'll feel solace
Till I drop dead in my casket
Maybe then I'll feel solace
Or I never fuckin will
Shit I'm starvin too
Deprivation of sleep nothin new to me
When I'm geeked out my mind that's the real me
Haven't slept cuz these pills
Three days up hoe this ain't nothin new
Just when I see the real me
Give a fuck when I hallucinate
Even less of a fuck that I give
When I start to hearin shit
Cause I know what's real and what's not
This steady fuckin feelin from this adderall I pop
The facade that you fuckers puttin up
Hoes all up in my business after all this shit take off
Bitches showin me some love
Yeah I can tell the difference
Hold up need another reup
There's two roads bet play all my fuckin cards right
It's just love or the first letter dropped from the leader of no light
Yeah that's evil
That's for all you slow bastards in need of explanation
Back to my needs for a reup
Back to my ways yeah I'm fienin
Itchin, tossin, and just turnin
Baby for your love I'm yearnin
No one else is for me
Girl you provide the best feelings been felt
Addy her name, yeah she pretty
Sittin, waitin on my call
Only one that's always ever been there for me
Baddie help me in the deep ends
And I know she knowing for her
Ima keep showin love to the end of me
Havoc what my life's composed of recipe
Married to my baby, other answers yeah I've never seen
That's why when all goes to shit
And everything go wrong
It ain't for fuckin long
Whether sober or on call
All I know, all I know is that
Ima find my way home
Whether through all the poppin
Or all the fuckin agony
That I take and be feel every day
Left alone it's just me and what's floodin my pockets
Cannot see other ways
Talk to God he respondin
Like why did my pops leave my brother and I
Now fatherless
Answers lie front my eyes
He was starvin
My life is filled with so much gut wrenchin problems
And shit never stoppin
Till I drop dead
Maybe then I'll feel solace
Or I never fuckin will
Maybe then I'll feel solace
Or I never fuckin will
Maybe then I'll feel solace or I never fuckin will
Written by: Diego Isaac Ruvalcaba
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