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Prospect
5,272
R&B/Soul
Prospect fue lanzado el 28 de octubre de 2008 por Bounce Records Ltd como parte del álbum Elevator Musiq
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Fecha de lanzamiento28 de octubre de 2008
Sello discográficoBounce Records Ltd
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM104

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Nesian Mystik
Nesian Mystik
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Nesian Mystik
Nesian Mystik
Autoría

Letra

[Verse 1]
Small town boy got big city dreams
He feels the chill of the night through his jeans
It bites his skin like the knife he carries
Shadows his face underneath his hoodie
Walks to a home that the government owns
Holes fill the walls where the photos should go
Last night's take away's still on the stove
[Verse 2]
(He takes a) Seat at the table and goes over his notes
He's tryna make it, while tryna hide
Two edges to his double life
School of thought to his left and her legs to his right
He's just tryna survive
[Verse 3]
Streetwise way beyond his years
Can launch his fist like handles Shakespeare
Nobody knows, and he doesn't care
All that matters are the colors he wears
Hungry for something that he can't eat
Calms his nerves with every word that he sees
Lights a cigarette, has a cup of tea
[Verse 4]
(He takes a) Seat at the table and continues to read
He's tryna make it, while tryna hide
Two edges to his double life
School of thought to his left and her legs to his right
He's just tryna survive
[Verse 5]
Rise and shine, but nothing looks bright
Books camouflaged by cans, jumps on his bike
Dad gave it as a gift last night
Wonder if he's changed for good this time
Shrugs and hopes for the best guy (Headphones on)
Prepares for the test, mouthing words with the song
[Verse 6]
Robin Hood heroes
Miss gave him props on a job well done
And a "Parents must be proud of you, son"
Smiling back with a nod, little does she know
Enrolled himself with no help from home
Has a bike in the bushes, scared that it might be hot
So he doesn't wanna push it
Game face hard, raise hoodie, full mast
Set sail to the yard, played jester of the class
[Verse 7]
He's tryna make it, while tryna hide
Two edges to his double life
School of thought to his left and her legs to his right
He's just tryna survive
Written by: Nesian Mystik
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