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I Never
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I Never è stato pubblicato il 6 dicembre 2019 da Project Mooncircle come parte dell'album Water for Mars
6 dicembre 2019
EtichettaProject Mooncircle
LinguaEnglish
BPM86
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

[Verse 1]
Ay, yo, ay, yo
I never brag about the crack I sell
See, my rap rebel usin' metaphoric rap that sound like murder
My competition's unheard of
I'm keen to pull a bitch **** card, now Al is Alberta
[Verse 2]
Just like the old saying, yeah, these foes are playin'
But my pro-slave foe so your flow's game
I run around with bad thoughts astoundin'
Faces in the crowd may doubt my moral groundin'
I'm quite sane though, playin' without a Kango
When this year, I'm runnin' and gunnin', MCs are lame so
[Verse 3]
They're better off dead, I'm lettin' off lead
Middle finger, fake artist, scribe slave on your head, I'm ready
Speech aesthetic, you get it, edit the bullshit
Which quasi-intellect need a fix, I bought a toolkit
[Verse 4]
(Screw you) Fuck abusin' a plier, you's a liar
A raindrop'll put out your fire, ****, who you?
Be steppin' at these immaculate MC with vocabulary
That never talk about shit that I ain't never done
And try to stunt it like some bitch ass **** holdin' wands
I'm that **** that's speakin' the truth
Reppin' Africa, we here now, these cowards are through
We blew out your flame, 'cause we reign eternal
Never talk shit when topic at hand don't concern you
[Verse 5]
****, listen, I'm still the real, so don't forget
Flow the gun poetic, sayin' crack it by the neck
Bet, yes, intelligent Africans got this
Lock with the key to open sesame, I'm Lochness
Monster when I bang right out the closet, freedom rang
But not on a homo tip, that Nat Turner burner bitch
Stone pigeon in the ditch, left for the birds and shit
Start ground for earth to shift, price now control that
[Verse 6]
Slow, I went from Garveyite to pro-black
To universal **** rockin' mics, fuck the throwback
Blow 'cause I was taught by some old cats
On how to cause terror, with planning they kill your Kodak
Moment, that's assumin' you was caught in the blast
[Verse 7]
Snap back to Earth where Jacks jump for the cash
And they ask why  my pants sag, exposin' my ass
And white Confederate dads get stabbed in the abs
Know the pen's sharp as the wit it's always the pad
Upon which computers flinch out of sight while I laugh
Scribblin' bars, now we got water for Mars
For those that crave for the lactose and cookies in jars, ****
Written by: Akin Yai, Cise Star, Enoch, Speck
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