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God Complex
208
Hip-Hop
God Complex est sorti le 14 avril 2017 par Equal Vision Records dans le cadre de l'album Altars
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AlbumAltars
Date de sortie14 avril 2017
LabelEqual Vision Records
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM59

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Sadistik
Sadistik
Interprète
Cody Foster
Cody Foster
Voix principales
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sadistik
Sadistik
Production
Graham O'Brien
Graham O'Brien
Production complémentaire
Jimmy Kelso
Jimmy Kelso
Production
Ryu Alexy
Ryu Alexy
Production

Paroles

Yeah
Get on my level for real, get on my level
Get on my level for real, get on my level
Yeah
The apparitions appear, they're up here
My conditions impaired
Now our position's to peer on our peers
My visions in pairs
Apparently people still think I'm a poet
A freak and I know it
Afraid I'm a fraud, I'm a leech, I'm a rodent
Taking the hearts of the people opposed
Feast or be feasted, it's beating for beats and I know
I'm a beast and it shows, I'ma show 'em my teeth
At least that I know I'm the least
These people are so in between more like social disease
So fuck their retweets and fuck the like
I've come to defeat and cut the ties
I don't vie for dumb, I become divine
Will I my sacrifice my sun to shine?
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
(Devil on the left)
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
(Devil on the right)
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
(Devil on the left)
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
Which level did you get?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got up here?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got up here?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got?
I'm the god of gods
All are lost, Holocausts
All accosted for hollow cause
Throw molotovs, don't call the cops
We're slowly dying and waterlogged
Don't baptize me in alcohol
Or choke and tie me I'm nodding off
Throw tomahawks at those bla-bla-blas
Like wooh, yea I don't wanna talk to you
Like wooh, and I don't want a talking to
Since I can't fit sins in stanzas
I'll sit in absence and sip the absinthe
My hippocampus can hit the canvas
Is this disenchantment?
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
(Devil on the left)
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
(Devil on the right)
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
(Devil on the left)
Watch him revel in this shit, watch him revel in this shit
Which level did you get?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got up here?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got up here?
I got a god up here, I got a god up here
What you got?
Written by: Cody Foster, Ryan Kelly Taylor Alexy
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