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Rapunzel
176,042
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rapunzel fue lanzado el 1 de abril de 2011 por The Ayems como parte del álbum The Life of Riley
album cover
Fecha de lanzamiento1 de abril de 2011
Sello discográficoThe Ayems
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM119

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Drapht
Drapht
Voz principal, Voces
trials
trials
Guitarra
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Drapht
Drapht
Arreglista, Escritor
Paul Ridge
Paul Ridge
Autoría, Composición, Letra
Daniel Rankine
Daniel Rankine
Autoría, Composición, Letra
Larry Siler
Larry Siler
Composición, Autoría, Letra
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Drapht
Drapht
Producción, Ingeniería de mezcla
trials
trials
Producción
Dave Parkin
Dave Parkin
Ingeniería de mezcla
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Masterización, Producción
DJ Reflux
DJ Reflux
Ingeniería de mezcla, Producción

Letra

Check it out, uh
Yeah, yeah
From the moment we met, I was breathless
And not asbestos breathless either
Always, when you least expect it
Stumbled across Rapunzel, a Libra
Couldn't leave, I had to meet her
Greet the girl of my dreams with a kiss on the hand
(What up?)
Little magnificent, missin' a man
Ran away like kids to adventure
Gorgeous, walkin' on water
Sort of like Erin McNaught, but little shorter
Wore a Pandora, bought her a charm
Wasn't short of a thought, bit of Paul on her arm
Calling for calm, we fought
Made Iraq and the border of Jordan, a walk in the park
Jaws of a shark, too hard to break it off
Fall apart, so I would say
Rapunzel, gotta let your hair down
Girl, gotta let your hair down
I'm tired of fightin', we ain't going nowhere now
Gotta let your hair down
Girl, gotta let your hair down
Why we tryin'? We ain't going nowhere now
And even she could see, her love was like a demolition derby
I was Herbie, the love bug, swervin'
'Cause I work on the road
She was like Russell the Crowe, jerk with her phone
Know that I don't wanna fight
Another night, chewin' off my ear like Mike
Another night ruined, I knew it, knew you would do it
Scream when I'm out like Hewitt
You were the one, you were the one to run away
Like andale, andale then break it off, but come runnin' back
Like, baby, I want you back, but don't call me that
Now baby, baby, baby, don't call me baby, baby
I said, baby, baby, don't call me baby, baby, baby
Gotta let your hair down
Girl, gotta let your hair down
I'm tired of fightin', we ain't going nowhere now
Gotta let your hair down
Girl, gotta let your hair down
Why we tryin'? We ain't going nowhere now
Don't you love me anymore?
Nah, I'm just sick of you sayin' my friends are above you
You knew when you were with me
But you were lost in watchin' Sex and the City
And what did you give me?
Your lips moving but nothin' comin' out, like Britney
And, what, did you lose it?
No trust, every movement watched like Truman
Only human, I ain't a saint
But don't cheat when I'm in the game
And that's real, you know, you know
No, you know you don't know me
Die from the photos I got, like Dodi
My own Naomi Campbell
I tried to help, she fly off the handle
No more candles, no more dinner
No more, "I'm fat, I could look a little thinner"
Where's my Cinderella, my little Bella?
Hard, but I had to tell her, so I'd say
Yeah, so I'd say
Huh, I keep tellin' her, I keep tellin' her
Rapunzel, gotta let your hair down
Girl, gotta let your hair down
I'm tired of fightin', we ain't going nowhere now
Gotta let your hair down
Girl, gotta let your hair down
Why we tryin'? We ain't going nowhere now
We ain't going nowhere now
We ain't going nowhere now
Written by: Daniel Rankine, Larry Siler, Paul Ridge
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