Made - Young Sid & SID DIAMOND: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Young Sid & SID DIAMOND

Made

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Made è stato pubblicato il 3 maggio 2010 da Move The Crowd Records Ltd. come parte dell'album What Doesn't Kill Me...

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumWhat Doesn't Kill Me...

Data di uscita3 maggio 2010

EtichettaMove The Crowd Records Ltd.

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM84

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Young Sid

Performer

Sidney Diamond

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Sidney Diamond

Songwriter, Composer

Nicholas Audino

Nicholas Audino

Songwriter, Composer

Lewis Hughes

Songwriter, Composer

Testi

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

I'm back (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Motherfucker, I'm back (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Yeah (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I made it, I made it, I, I, I made it

Groundwork done, I paved my

Way from the bottom, same place where the pain is

To sitting on a plane, all expenses paid, bitch

Still the same shit, I couldn't care about fame

And I don't need to hear your props, chump, show me the paper (show me that)

Six round the clock, sluts want me to slay them

And after I'm done, I scroll the list and erase 'em

Got 99 problems, but a bitch, I ain't chasing (uh-huh)

Got dollar signs on my mind, yep, I'm brainy

They say, I'm crazy, to me, it's just the way pop raised me

I got hustle in my veins, it's the dealer for Satan, motherfucker

The game got me tipsy, and I ain't saying whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm drunk off the living and you lames can't hit me (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, like 'Zé, like whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm made in my city, ma-made in my city (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, and I ain't saying whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm drunk off the living and you lames can't hit me (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, like 'Zé, like whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm made in my city, ma-made in my city (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I was born without one, I, I, I'm heartless

They ask why, "Oh, Taurus where the heart is"

South Carson, we keep the winter boiling

It's hot like summer in the middle of August

They ridicule, disregard it, label us animals

Hoping that one day we are car-kick (uh-huh)

A Caucasian-cesian slash warrior

A para on the rhymes, the rhythm's fucking retarded

You will never defy real unless you're said

Devise skills to kill and chump, you are a garnish

The hardest artist ends ever harvested

A.K.A. devil's guardian, motherfucker

The game got me tipsy, and I ain't saying whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm drunk off the living and you lames can't hit me (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, like 'Zé, like whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm made in my city, ma-made in my city (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, and I ain't saying whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm drunk off the living and you lames can't hit me (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, like 'Zé, like whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm made in my city, ma-made in my city (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

North Island, put 'em up, South Island, keep 'em high

East Coast, West Coast, reach for the sky

South Island, put 'em up, North Island, keep 'em high

East Coast, West Coast, reach for the sky

I let the song do the walking, I, I, I'm going far

So when the G's, the chickens see me, they throw it up

Knowing that I am the chosen one that's holding the torch

So on form, every single time my vocal is on

I'm better than all, fuck an award, plus an applause

The youngin' is already set to fuck up the talk

I am the one who came back from taking afar

The top in the charts 'cause my flow's state of the art

Smash, whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, what, we are raising the bar

A and R gave us a call, Germany waiting for you all (uh-huh)

So let's move, the crowd overseas

Signing out with a smash, MTC, motherfucker

The game got me tipsy, and I ain't saying whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm drunk off the living and you lames can't hit me (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, like 'Zé, like whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm made in my city, ma-made in my city (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, and I ain't saying whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm drunk off the living and you lames can't hit me (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

The game got me tipsy, like 'Zé, like whiskey (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm made in my city, ma-made in my city (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Put 'em up (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Put 'em up (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Put 'em up (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Put 'em up (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Motherfucker, I'm back (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

I'm back (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Young Zed, I'm back (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Made, made, made it in my city (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)

Written by: Lewis Hughes, Nicholas Audino, Sidney Diamond

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