Intro - DeezNuts: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Intro

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Intro è stato pubblicato il 22 febbraio 2022 da Mr. Nuts Productions come parte dell'album FOEMON (Family Over Everything Money Over Nothing)

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumFOEMON (Family Over Everything Money Over Nothing)

Data di uscita22 febbraio 2022

EtichettaMr. Nuts Productions

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM136

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Daniel Morasco

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

anno domini nation

anno domini nation

Producer

Testi

Yeah, Welcome to FOEMON

My name is DeezNuts

And if you don't know me, you're about to

See I live my life by one means, one mantra

And that's Family Over Everything and Money Over nothing

Cuz I refuse to be a fuckin slave

Ey

Back in the days I was stacking the pitch

Had it wrapped in the plastic or sacked in the tin

Til the trap was the reason the havoc the rat race

Lacking the means to repack an attempt

In a panic a sad face attached wit a grin

Came repatching the old paint he scratched when he went

He unpacked something so great he laughed when he did

And alas seen the whole game regraph in a cinch

It's the lab and the flow tapes the plaques and the prints

It's attracting a whole name a pad and a pen

It's a path to a goal laid to flap in the wind

Get past fuckin dope games and actually win

In the dash for a whole day to craft up a synth

Went to smashing a bold bass and smacking a kick

Interacting a soul space preamping a pitch

And the action retold things he actually lived

Got to rapping the old name was passed from his friend

Who was trapped in a cold cage and glad that he went

Then the rhapsody slowed gains and slacked but he bent

Went from blasting the dope game to actually sick

And I'm back with a glow cased from having a fit

As I traffic the roles change I bash into bits

Any chance that I won't make a mass in a pinch

Cuz I spat up and throw flames a flash on a mix

Ain't acting or role plays or bashing a bitch

Heinous glasses of cold rage and classics he kicks

It's the ABOD a whole train he smash in the stems

Creature habit of gold fangs a rash in the limbs

Thinking back we was thirsty as fuck

Drinking hurricane and speckling the earth we would truck

Reaching back hand any nerds that was tough

Peeking reaking leveling n dispersing the buck

Now I'm no longer tripping n shit

I'mma go and see the moment I envisioned at 10

All the crucifying coldness I extstensively lived

All the brutalizing poking knives right into his ribs

That aint defining aint declining any fade if they gone try him

Stay so gracious aiming way too many gauges they gone fry him

Ain't no way I may go quiet say no names and pay no mind in

Ain't no way my homie Tony lowkes gone lay and I don't try it

Smurf ain't die in vein and Darci baby they gone find him

Rest In Peace to all the ones we love that's angels up there flyin

Sometimes god calls us home cuz he needs gangsters that's gone ride in

Situations where the devils getting ways to strip us blind it's

Divine in the drip and I'm never gonna change

Reminded to live to see it better than it stays

Won't be binded to give up any effort when it's pain

Only ride when my kin need to sever something strange

Homie fire up a spliff but if it's better than the range

May require me to sit and keep from letting sick engage

Admiring a gift and even better whe he plays

Is the fire that he fist fuckin' shredding up the lames

Aspire to live and eat up every beat that plays

So entirely offensive the empire see the change

Begging crying for a win won't see it ever be engaged

Requiring of men to be the treasures we embank

Evil riding in the pit don't need a clever scene to stage

Cuz you can die for being friends and even never see its face

Won't be frightening a ridgid piece of metal piece is banged

Slowly guiding you to sit and leave this level into space

Pride is just integrity and only might effect the weak

And love is blind and never seems to go and find you let it be

A punk is why you keep a gun

And function like the debt is deep

My blood completely left me numb And rushed to try oppressive means

And what's inside is nothing like I wasn't finding what I need

A brothers love is what I find so much from ones thats on my team

Scratched up from doin dirt and laughing in the end

Quick to bash someone true to words they knew up in the pen

Bring a massive computed worth and doin nothing dim

Switch a fashion cuz you was hurt and grew up in the sin

It's the Pap and the chewed up work I threw up in the wind

Fixed attracting the new love merk and brew a fun event

If the math wasn't screwed up first we drew another ten

It's a blast to be true love flirt unsure of nothing since

Ha ha

And that's how I get down

Written by: Daniel Morasco

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