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94
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Hip-Hop/Rap
94 è stato pubblicato il 10 gennaio 2020 da 1711096 Records DK come parte dell'album Misconception
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Data di uscita10 gennaio 2020
Etichetta1711096 Records DK
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM88

Video musicale

Video musicale

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cardigan
Cardigan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damitrious LaVon McCawley
Damitrious LaVon McCawley
Songwriter

Testi

War never changes because people don't, either
Because we keep our hands tightly wrapped around them levers
Screaming "Bombs Over Baghdad" - like Hiroshima
Now, we're grabbing for them gas-masks because North Korea
Finna blow us off the map, man; turn us to dust
Walking through the sand and ashes of who we loved
These bastards are turning us back to animals, and we're fucked
But at least we get the peace of them killing off Donald Trump
We're angry because we're numb - we're scared and nervous as Hell
We're a mess in front of our sons, and we're hiding it pretty well
The Sun is gonna erupt - this planet will be a shell
Just like every one of us - just send me to Hell
I've got no patience for this shit, and these humans is cold as ice
I want off this miserable planet - take me to the stars, tonight
Ain't gonna outlive the next generations of fights
I betcha underground bunkers is sounding pretty nice, right
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never had a chance in Hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a chance in hell
You see, life never changes because leaders don't, either
Evil heathens in their towers of gold sending armies to seize
And kill the innocent people living in countries we got beef with
Innocent people holding machine guns - powers that be are too cowardly
To handle this shit one-on-one - hindsight is pretty fucking bitter
Bullets pour for the fun or for the funds
Dehumanizing everyone - souls in the courts
Call the coroner; these families circuits are sparking and short
Man, what's the fucking difference when everybody is fucking distant
Tell the cops you want right, and they'll gut you for more commission
In America, Hell has been pretty goddamn risen
But count your blessings, man - you could be a Muslim in this bitch
WWIII is coming, and we're armed to the teeth
Speeding faster than a bullet heading right at Trump's fleet
Feel the burn of that bonfire smoke in the air
These kids is ready - bring your fucking politicians around here
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never had a chance in Hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a chance in hell
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never had a chance in Hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a- never coming back from this chance in hell
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never had a chance in Hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a chance in hell
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never
We ain't never coming back from this
Nah, we ain't never had a chance in Hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a chance in hell
No, not a single, lovely, motherfucking chance in Hell
Written by: Damitrious LaVon McCawley
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