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Apocalypse
12
Hip-Hop/Rap
Apocalypse è stato pubblicato il 25 febbraio 2023 da Psykalogical Music come parte dell'album Apocalypse - Single
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Data di uscita25 febbraio 2023
EtichettaPsykalogical Music
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
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Video musicale

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Testi

Border, on the sands of time
Lookin' to the stars gotta find my mind
Things are very different on a present timeline
When all of these numbers synchronise in my eyes and
I'm here, writing, thinking of you
Wondering, what a man must do but
Trust me, if I had a clue
When I lie in my bed I wouldn't think about you
At night, okay, I was a fool
Shoulda listened, shoulda stayed in school
But the ones at the top have to be overruled
Cause humans are turning into robotic mules
Bun that, it was not my dream
Robbing politicians in academic scenes
They are taking our money, filling fat wallet seams
For a piece of paper working teens like machines
In life you gotta grind, looking at the time
Better realise that you ain't ever stopping hive
Get in line, universal sign, flow in double time
Grand design, you be kind, sane of mind, gonna shine
Pussy mine, make scream and whine
Chill in Amsterdam, now we're bloody blind
Labels get away, I will never sign
Never need a dime, hive a mastermind
Yes we're present, bang
All of my lyrics are from outer space
Silence your mind, just fall in place
This is a race, and a war is coming you
Better start praying cause I ain't bluffing
None of you see it, ever so sudden
Just like hive, ducking and buzzing
The world is flooding but we ain't running
Ties with pagans, now I'm cutting
Hive will always sit by your side
Open your mind, open your eyes
All of these pagans are telling you lies and
All of this time you couldn't realise
They invade your dreams, stick to the scene
Listen to lean in another grime team
Fearful futures I have seen
Can't tell what I see, but trust what I mean
They're there to scare, what a nightmare
Cameras capture all of your stares
Tracking your share, taking your air
Now your six foot under and bare
All of these bars are all of my own
Screw this mould, I ain't ever being sold
Keep your money and your masonic gold
Black and gold never doin' what were told
Taking a ten-ten tour with Hive
Ya get me, you better not hide
When you're with us, you won't feel time
No need to fuss, nah you won't realise
Plus you'll dine all day and all night
Everywhere you'll see a hive in sight
BJJ, Muay Thai we'll fight
But drop another pinger? Please don't ask alright
So record another verse with lyrical might
Record another verse, energy so high
Record another verse with a little foresight
Top right-hand corner, what a highlight
Gotta chop and change, flow rearranged
Gotta fly out, man's gotta get changed
I ain't gonna lie here, blazed in shame
Carpe-diem fam, seizing every day.
H I V to the E we're back
Hop continents in gold and black
None of us are wastemen, none of us are trapped
Run up on my fam, and you're gonna get a slap
Nah nah nah, this angelic attack
Savin' your ass and the faith you lack it
Took us a while, but now we're back
G R I M to the E, fact!
Written by: Loui Chiarello
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