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The Papers
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The Papers è stato pubblicato il 8 settembre 2023 da BEDROOM TAX come parte dell'album The Papers - Single
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Data di uscita8 settembre 2023
EtichettaBEDROOM TAX
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM130

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bedroom Tax
Bedroom Tax
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Guy
Sean Guy
Songwriter
Gideon Parirenyatwa
Gideon Parirenyatwa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Guy
Sean Guy
Producer

Testi

Mama told me there’d be a day like this
I’m gonna wake up one morning and be the man of the crib
Getting money, never losing it
Understated brilliance so we make them quit
I could brag about about the chicks and whips
The height 5,11 bubbly aurora 7’6
Who is he, I is I
Look, it is what it is
Life in the fast lane no need to for double clutch
No need for hard shoulders, make it through is a must
We do what we do and we does what we does
Still I can’t feel no love
Somebody tell them that we’re still here
Demon time when I’m conquering fears
Remember dark days with accounts in arrears
Amg head line when I look in the rear
Reading the papers
Won’t tell me much
Knowing myself
Trusting my gut
Read if you want
It still won’t make no difference
Bleeding from crowns
It's us that we trust
I’ve been waiting for the dark days
I hear them laugh and I still feel some pain
No need for new news
When you know who’s who
It’s kinda easy when you have it planned out
Or you have a rich dad’s bank account
See I’m tryna work out a plan
For me and the boys to get rich,
I wouldn’t expect you to understand
Some went to uni others work with their hands
Give me a shout if you need them grams
Boys using girls for the OnlyFans
Girls using boys for the likes on the Gram
We’re trying to make it work
You only see the hurt
Money’s the route of evil
I’m trying to make it twerk
Cos money’s the thing motivating the people
So how we equal
Bedroom Tax can never be the sequel
I’m legal I’m legal
Causing havoc, causing pain
The fine print to what they say
Messaging they try convey
Morning paper; ball and chain
Sorry I digress,
Tryna figure out why I’m so stressed,
Self prescribed myself with the sess,
That ain’t point,
This is for the ones with no choice
This for the ones with no voice
This is for the ones who beg for the coins
Heard the loudest one is usually the brokest
Don’t ask how I’m coping
Reading the papers
Won’t tell me much
Knowing myself
Trusting my gut
Read if you want
It still won’t make no difference
Bleeding from crowns
It’s us that we trust
I’ve been waiting for the dark days
I hear them laugh and I still feel some pain
No need for new news
When you know who’s who
Reading the papers
Won’t tell us much
Knowing ourselves
Trusting our guts
Read if you want
It still won’t make no difference
Bleeding from crowns
It’s us that we trust
Written by: Gideon Parirenyatwa, Sean Guy
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