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Elevate
79
Hip-Hop/Rap
Elevate è stato pubblicato il 3 dicembre 2018 da Radio Juicy come parte dell'album No Love Lost
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Data di uscita3 dicembre 2018
EtichettaRadio Juicy
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM80

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Nasa
Mike Nasa
Lead Vocals
B-Side
B-Side
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Dessaso
Michael Dessaso
Composer
Lukas Leonhard
Lukas Leonhard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lukas Leonhard
Lukas Leonhard
Mastering Engineer
B-Side
B-Side
Producer

Testi

Feel me?
Hold up, man they got the streets sewed up
Same corporations getting profiteering
So they can meet quotas, it's so nuts
People picking plantains on a plantation (And we stand patient)
In a jungle bent on man-made winds waiting for our damnation
You know judgement from the governments, man they full of it
Always coveting they neighbors when
Discovered it's out in the public eye
Then they tell the public lies that's disguised
Dusted, disgusted, so dry
Sun is high and it sets in the west
Where **** steady tripping throwing up they sets in the west
Best to protect your neck, I invest in success
Life's a mess, a **** gotta blow the sess when I'm stressed
Ooh he conscious like Quady be
Only giving y'all that quality music quite possibly
Lyrical Ruger to your medulla, quick lobotomies
Ease up, enemies need to freeze up, so don't follow, leave
Cuz I'm up, yeah I'm on
And I ain't giving up till I'm gone
From the night till the morn
Yeah I'm on, yeah I'm on
Like an OG told me
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Get you some pussy young ****
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Our world's being held for ransom right in front of our eyes
And we choose to look at the ground instead of the skies
I mean, at first, I swore he was telling me to fuck a girl (Uh huh)
But now, now I realize he was saying
Fuck the world (He said fuck the world?)
He said fuck the world (Fuck the world)
He said fuck the world (Bring it back in)
A **** finna die thirsty who made it rain up in the club
Thinking that we famous but the aim was to contain us like a drug
Bottles on the counter, models all around us, man this shit is tough
When you end up hooked on what they
Cooking up but the taste just wasn't enough
Had no soul (No soul)
Buried like pharaohs or old in the dirt in the cold (In the cold)
In debt, still in depth like a gold coffin, old topic
**** out here old chopping, looking better than that slow profit
All up in your earpiece like a Bluetooth
Riding around with the juice, Clue
Spinning nothing heads like a loose tooth
Just swang in, living dangerous
That's how the times be when there's no
Love for strangers and nobody's hiring
Inspiring change with a repost or a hashtag
How we 'posed to lash back
All pacified off weed, coke, and flashbacks
Aye, back in the days
They reminisce over you and the pain
And I'm up, yeah I'm on
And I ain't giving up till I'm gone
From the night till the morn
Yeah I'm on, yeah I'm on
Like an OG told me
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Get you some pussy young ****
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Get you some pussy young ****
Get you some pussy young **** get wet
Get you some pussy young ****
Written by: Lukas Leonhard, Michael Dessaso, Mike Nasa
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