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Make It Count
Hip-Hop/Rap
Make It Count 9 जून 2025 को TR द्वारा एल्बम Hustle Mindset के एक भाग के रूप में रिलीज़ किया गया था
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एल्बमHustle Mindset
रिलीज़ की तारीख9 जून 2025
लेबलTR
LanguageEnglish
मधुरता
ध्वनिकता
वेलेंस
डांस करने की क्षमता
ऊर्जा
BPM78

क्रेडिट्स

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TR
TR
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tian Re Chin
Tian Re Chin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TR
TR
Recording Engineer

गाने

Margarita sippin', mixtape playin’,
All these cameras flickin', content clippin',
While you vacay, know that I’m in the kitchen,
Tracks banging, they say chef and magician.
If I made a track, I’m my own petition,
Remix and make it fire no superstition,
Rush out on a mixtape then I tweak decisions,
Versions on versions, they know that’s just how I’m vibin’.
Dinner beside me, steak with oozin’ flavour,
Coach taught me to mix the lows, cover the clutter,
Haters sound insane, I’m like, would you not? would you rather,
Face to face they gon’ walk away all ashamed all that mutter.
Regular day, call that a different session,
Got recordings all set when I apply compression,
My beats are self-made, this just my confession,
This a finals game 7, ball in my court possession.
Scrollin’ through them sounds like a dealer with them packs,
Got my 808s loaded, pray that I could cash stacks,
Layer music, stacked together now you put it in casettes,
They say run that gangbang, this ain’t my thing, no quarterback.
No breaks, no rest,
When I rap I feel possessed,
Lord put me to the test,
So when I can I bless,
Soundcheck, then press,
I mix and I digress,
They flex for the ‘Gram, IRL no finesse.
Look out for enemies, I got none, no pressure,
Got me knowledge for production, for more musical texture,
I used to space out, beats and flows ignoring lecture,
No interlude, I just rap and mix, then I can bless ya.
Back in my room I rock my playlist then I resonate,
Mamak with the fried mee ice lime or lemonade,
Malaysian artist making hits that comes out automate,
I still got so much to learn, ain’t no time to celebrate.
Jamming and producing, tracks all loopin’,
Head stuck in the DAW, while the planet all snoozin’,
Head stuck in the door, the way the raps be terrorisin’,
Fashion like Paris, see me chilling they still in confusion.
Fizzy drinks with ice, slide the loud bass bounce,
Hands up in the air, that’s quite a huge amount,
I pray that I could hop on stage no need to announce,
Energy addicting when you come, you make it count.
Written by: Tian Re Chin
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