Video musicale

In primo piano

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sebastian Cintron
Sebastian Cintron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sebastian Cintron
Sebastian Cintron
Producer
Michael Wuerth
Michael Wuerth
Mastering Engineer

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Take a step Push it into the glass I remember all those years ago, I'd never let you pass Over the tiny little waves that threw your mind into a haze From your toes up to your head, we sat and watched as all that red Ran down the riverbend All the bridges you burned were guaranteed to save your soul But we're at the curtain call so come out, take a bow, hear the crowd, and let me bring the final blow It's true that eyes for eyes makes the whole world blind So sit back and relax because I'm taking what's mine And if you blink, you're gonna miss all the twisted freaky bits Before the matches are lit and the coup de grace begins Cuz when I light the fuckin' wick it'll be over in a quick And if you tell me it was worth it, I'll be sure to bring the hurtin' All your kicking and your screaming as I poured the gasoline It made you weak and bleak but shh Don't shriek Let me start it over here Cuz I haven't got a fear If you're feelin' kinda weird... I'm headin' up You're headin' down I'm goin' up You ain't nothin' but a clown Not a lady in the streets Just a freak in the sheets Better grab your man Ima make him a fan I'm a single little rapper all the way from Seattle Not that Macklemore shit Fuck your thrift shop, bitch Yo I'm on the first spit This one's for the hit Ima wind the fist back You won't be nothin' but a Wasn't raised in the hood My cred is week But despite all that I'm a spittin' freak Didn't get it from my momma Didn't get it from my papa Didn't get it from my nana Didn't get it from my grandpa Been sittin' on the train, thinkin' in my brain I'm bound for the grave so fuck it anyway Reachin' for the stars Haven't come very far So I'll leave it all behind and put the focus to the rhyme When it comes to the beat Shit is on me This one is sick Here for the gold First place for the throne Don't throw me a bone Cuz I got my shit controlled Yo you heard about Lamar? Playa raisin' the bar But my flow's on par He ain't goin' very far Twista who? Check my timing fool Lemme meet you outside We'll see who's got the best time
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