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Suffocated
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Suffocated est sorti le 9 septembre 2022 par Against Moving Backwards LLC dans le cadre de l'album Suffocated - Single
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Date de sortie9 septembre 2022
LabelAgainst Moving Backwards LLC
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM88

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Crédits

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Diquan McWilliams
Diquan McWilliams
Paroles/Composition
Aria Izadpanah
Aria Izadpanah
Paroles/Composition
Chris Milano
Chris Milano
Paroles/Composition
Saad Mohamed Ghallab
Saad Mohamed Ghallab
Paroles/Composition

Paroles

The hood had me suffocated had to find a way to breathe
I ain't have me a dollar shit I ain't even have no dream
The hood had me suffocated had to find a way to breathe
I ain't have me a dollar shit I ain't even have no dream
All my homies keep dying and I ain't find no time to grieve
Came from bottom hope one day we get leave
**** be capping they only love you when you bleed
I was fucking them hoes that I ain't even wanna keep
Fell in love with the money I got it tatted on my sleeve
Surrounded by shooters swear I ain't never gotta squeeze
You gotta lift ya head up, flow with the punches
Lean against the ropes, gotta know when it's coming
Gotta know when to kill, know when to chill
You gotta know when **** there, and they ain't rocking for real
You gotta feed the kids knowledge, cuz it's power in em
You gotta watch them **** putting more then sour in em
Gotta see the fake in peoplejust a hour wit em
Or they gone be at your funeral bringing flowers with em
You gotta know who to serve, know what bitches to curve
You gotta know that **** human, they don't stick to they word
You gotta what you dealt, know what you felt
Say you got the gift of gab and you don't know who to tell
You gotta know what to sell, know when you failed
You gotta run the marathon, you gotta show em it's real
You gotta make it thru hell, gotta save it for bail ,
You gotta know, that motherfuckers want you dead or in jail
The hood had me suffocated had to find a way to breathe
I ain't have me a dollar shit I ain't even have no dream
All my homies keep dying and I ain't find no time to grieve
Came from bottom hope one day we get leave
**** be capping they only love you when you bleed
I was fucking them hoes that I ain't even wanna keep
Fell in love with the money I got it tatted on my sleeve
Surrounded by shooters swear I ain't never gotta squeeze
I'm so tired of being tired I'm so tired of bitches lying
Tired of **** saying they shooters and they be dying
I'm tired of chasing dreams here so I'm trying
Tired of all this pain these tears got me inspired
I'm so tired of being tired I'm so tired of bitches lying
Tired of **** saying they shooters and they be dying
I'm tired of chasing dreams here so I'm trying
Tired of all this pain these tears got me inspired
The hood had me suffocated had to find a way to breathe
I ain't have me a dollar shit I ain't even have no dream
All my homies keep dying and I ain't find no time to grieve
Came from bottom hope one day we get leave
**** be capping they only love you when you bleed
I was fucking them hoes that I ain't even wanna keep
Fell in love with the money I got it tatted on my sleeve
Surrounded by shooters swear I ain't never gotta squeeze
Written by: Aria Izadpanah, Chris Milano, Diquan McWilliams, Saad Mohamed Ghallab
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