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67
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Hip-Hop/Rap
67 fue lanzado el 3 de octubre de 2011 por Flog Gnaw Records como parte del álbum 12 Odd Future Songs
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Fecha de lanzamiento3 de octubre de 2011
Sello discográficoFlog Gnaw Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM75

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Hodgy Beats
Hodgy Beats
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Vyron Turner
Vyron Turner
Autoría
Gerard Long II
Gerard Long II
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Left Brain
Left Brain
Producción
Syd
Syd
Ingeniería de grabación, Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

I hate fears, I Shakespeare
I know pain from cuts and bruises
When you lose, I-can-relate tears
I haven't seen my father for 7, going on 8 years
13 In the spot you left me at like I'mma wait here
Yellow is for my mom's favorite color
White cause that's the race I kept getting in trouble by
And they ask me why my father couldn't be a man
He's a lullaby
And the song just cut at 2 minutes and 24 seconds
Shit my temper's like 2 minutes from lifting this weapon
Scraping the residue off the dresser along with my necklace
Time to start my day strong, I'm fucking with breakfast
Prejudice, they hate to see a **** in Lexus
Self-made, self-paid, self-sun, self-shade
Oh, I guess they wanna be like me now
But before they couldn't see how
Drunk in class off a Corona
Alcohol in my Arizona
It's because my life was in a coma
I'm all alone in this world
I'm all alone in this world
Am I all alone in this world?
Am I all alone in this world?
I almost sliced my cop ****
I probably would've if I didn't knew
I was gon' be one of them top ****
Too bad I'm genius for my own genius
Stitched it seamless from the hooptie to the Bimmers
Grocery store to the creamers
****, non-believers for the dreamers
I is for the teamers, **** do you know who we is?
The feces of Jesus, Mo'Nique, Big, the Sheezus
Before the press and business
**** wasn't fucking with this shit
Left brain is my witness
Who the fuck are all you bitches?
(Who me? What's your name?)
What's my name? What's your name?
What's your name, baby girl? What's your name?
What are you saying? Keep it plain
Cause I cannot comprehend
You trying to fly with my crew to Spain
We built this shit without a crane
And truly all I want is your fucking brain
Afterwards I'll never see your ass again
She like "Man, fuck you!"
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I can't trust you
I'm all alone in this world
I'm all alone in this world
And I'm all alone in this world
And I'm all alone in this world
Am I all alone in this world?
Now, if you've ever been alone in your life, put your hands up
If somebody let you down, just put your hands up
If you need a lending hand sometimes, then put your hands up
Now reach out
I can relate
Written by: Gerard Long II, Vyron Turner
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