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Incarceration
Hip-Hop/Rap
Incarceration è stato pubblicato il 1 novembre 2022 da Nyron come parte dell'album Incarceration - Single
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Data di uscita1 novembre 2022
EtichettaNyron
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM84

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nyron Curtis Waite
Nyron Curtis Waite
Songwriter

Testi

Man this world is bone-chilling
Imma make it back home God willing
And I'm tired of being patient
Feels like I'm locked down incarnated
Man this world is bone-chilling
Imma make it back home God willing
And I'm tired of being patient
Feels like I'm locked down incarnated
Adolescents here
Cool running from law
Bastard of a son
So this anger evolved
Beef with some people that never could be resolved
Cuffs on my wrist the worlds written me off
Never thought I'd see the day these **** snitch
Now I'm spending years and years up in this bitch
When I get out imma kill em that's word to this uh
Lived on dirty water my soul stuck in a ditch
Talking to myself cuz these walls is small
Reminisce the days of me having it all
Walking through the halls and call you on the phone
And I just wanna come back home
Thinking to myself for things I really need
Talk to family for dollars commissary
Days in the past reflecting on who I be
But never had the luxury knowing who's really me
Will I get out well only time will only tell
My god dawg I'm really living in hell
All the time wasted sitting up in a cell
And never had a father to show me what's really real but
Man this world is bone-chilling
Imma make it back home God willing
And I'm tired of being patient
Feels like I'm locked down incarnated
Man this world is bone-chilling
Imma make it back home God willing
And I'm tired of being patient
Feels like I'm locked down incarnated
Man this world is bone-chilling
Imma make it back home God willing
And I'm tired of being patient
Feels like I'm locked down incarnated
I wanna come back home
I wanna come back home
I wanna come back home
Damn, I can't get shit right every days a new fight
I'm tryna flee from my situation, fear holding me back
I feel like buying a strap my folks losing they patients feels like they want me to pack
I'm 31 years grown, still living at home
Duffel bag full of clothes and I got nowhere to go
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Gone away
Man this world is bone-chilling
Imma make it back home God willing
And I'm tired of being patient
Feels like I'm locked down incarnated
Man this world is bone-chilling
Imma make it back home God willing
And I'm tired of being patient
Feels like I'm locked down incarnated
Written by: Nyron Curtis Waite
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