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Fear
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fear è stato pubblicato il 10 novembre 2023 da Vassap come parte dell'album Broken Wing & Opened Cage
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Data di uscita10 novembre 2023
EtichettaVassap
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM75

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vassap
Vassap
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Митхад Меликов
Composer
Романенков Василий Игоревич
Lyrics

Testi

Я не довожу конфликты до поднятия тона, нет
Не ищу смысл там где он давно уже проебан, у
Запах страха поднимает пульс, еще немного, ага
Адреналин в крови, было страшно, уже поздно
Whatta fuck you know what is in my boiling head? Rha
Always move in silence, seldom smile is on my face, hey
To calm down my nerves used to smoke the whole my way
Mess with us and you’ll be lifted from the land
Hah, why you so sad, huh? Why you’re so sad?
You’re one of luckies, who got out from the trap, trap
Problems? You should in time to pay your debt, debt
Put a chain on neck to be alive for a few days less
Decorated this night, night, with a bitch, bitch
Ain’t gon lie to her, nah, only flip, flip
Troublesome, hey, sorry but it’s me, me
Sipping alcohol, alcohol, like a remedy
All of us wanna say fuck it and sit staright, but, tell me what, it’s not our way
We scared as fuck, but we move fucking on
А мы могли стать кем угодно, кем угодно
Но почти все стали теми, кем быть так удобно, удобно
Увидь в зеркале чуть больше чем типа с района, ага
Да страшно, но надо уметь говорить мне похуй
Lot of secrets that keep from close people and my family, fam
I supposed we’ll be okey, but forecast was not for happiness, nah
If i said that you are my dawg, for you i’m down for everything
If i said i love you, love you, love you fucking heavily
Trap houses left a mark on my mind ya, ya
Where else to go, if you broke like a bum ya
Gave that up, i was almost done, switched a side ya
Stopped killing myself cause i started imagine, ya
Rocking, rocking she’s in a kitchen serving narcotics
Perfect night, no troubles, lost for everybody, nah
Zoning, first relax after long chasing dollars, dollars
Wasted, while she’s suck a dick i count my comas
Вечер пятницы на мне нет улыбки, нет
Разжал зубы после бычкования того сплифа
Легкость в голове, но не надолго, и на том спасибо
Страшно не проебывать, а сидеть бездвижным
Written by: Митхад Меликов, Романенков Василий Игоревич
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