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Casper
Hip-Hop/Rap
Casper è stato pubblicato il 25 dicembre 2012 da Chieftaine Productions come parte dell'album Casper - Single
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Data di uscita25 dicembre 2012
EtichettaChieftaine Productions
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM80

Video musicale

Video musicale

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher D Poole
Christopher D Poole
Songwriter

Testi

Verse 1
Once upon a time, my mind's a land far away
Since larvae, scarred apart, act like I threw my heart away
Hardly starting, sleeves rolled up when my heart is showing
Hardly flowing, clotting cause my once present heart is broken
I'm lost, mapping. Feel my soul blacken
Impersonating rappers whose care seems to be lacking
Slacking life, passing class--rooms
Because I know that I will end up average, crashing at my Dad's home
Y'all say I'm good at rapping, I say I need practice
I want a flow you can't touch like inside a cactus
I'm trying to climb up to the top with some broken lattice
I want to reach my dreams in a place other than my mattress
My songs have been on pause because my flaws are afoot
And they keep kicking me till I fall when I'm writing these hooks
There's only been uno times that I've made it close
The old me is dead; I'm a friendly ghost
Chorus
Casper, just trapped in my soul
Got a lot of dreams, don't want to let them go
People talkin shit, I don't even wanna know
Fuck it, I'm about to go ghost
Verse 2
I'm losing connection, far away, I'm cordless
I'm not killing with my flow because I'm lacking worship
Too rich for free lunch, too poor to afford it
I want to kill on my flow like I'm a swordfish
Showing hate for the rules, and whoever enforce it
Stealing forbidden fruit; sneaking in the orchard
It's crazy, I've got beef; but, my plate is pork-less
How am I to make a mark when my tables forkless?
How do I find happiness, it's too hard to seek it
Now my face is breaking out like the guards are sleeping
Stressing over nothing, I want stouffer stunting
Life's a movie, and the cast? I think I've broken something
Because, the endings coming, and my friends are running
You ain't getting gravy when you're soft as stuffing
I'm reaching out, yet I'm not coming close to
My friends are disappearing, guess they're all ghosts too
Chorus
Verse 3
I can't take this warfare
How I started a diffute between my parents down stairs
Just when I thought I got a grip around everything
My Dad's words echo in my head, saying I'll never change
My palms are sweaty; I dropped the weight I was carrying
And I let them down again, so their trust I've been burying
In a grave yard next to my pride and my hope
And I was buried alive, that's why I feel like a ghost
Written by: Christopher D Poole
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