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Real Dope World
Existential Crisis
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Existential Crisis è stato pubblicato il 17 aprile 2024 da Real Dope World come parte dell'album Existential Crisis - Single
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AlbumExistential Crisis - Single
Data di uscita17 aprile 2024
EtichettaReal Dope World
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM82

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Real Dope World
Real Dope World
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Real Dope World
Real Dope World
Composer
Owocho David
Owocho David
Composer
David Oikowocho Odeje
David Oikowocho Odeje
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YAKUZY
YAKUZY
Producer

Testi

Trapped in the universe but still a multiversal being
The Book calls me God but still I serve Elohim
Family the only friends that I've really had
Friends tried to turn to family, ended up really sad
The devil's trynna get me, the Lord just trynna keep me
I had a girl who said she gets me but now she left me
My neighbours trynna vex me, I never say shit
They think I'm from the States 'cause they see me flexing
Existential crisis, I try to live for
Self but I tend to where Christ is
Blinded by his grace but still a slave to my vices
Poseidon of the sea, that's why I act like I'm Pisces
But really I'm the nicest
Dope, Dave, real dope world, God's champion
My soul is deep like holy shit, you can't fathom
I roll it deep, it's no Adele, it's Al Calvin
I told you since I'm holy sheep, we go to captions
Sheep under wolves clothing, separate from wolves folding
One with the Lord which just means I get the true scolding
I get the true feeling and meaning of love
Scar folding solids so my thanks going up
I'm from a nation where if you don't press, you get pressed
And truth without a resume don't resonate
And the girl I first loved found love in other girls
Guess how that made me feel, like a bih
One day my homie K sat on his window pane
He plays the sax so we set it up and... pause
He'd prolly play a good solo for the legends like
Elton John or maybe Prince and Michael Faraday
He got a pretty wife, they got a kid too
She fine as Marilyn and them, don't think I kid you
They got a nice crib and a Husky
And a plump cat, well they play with kids too
But his work rate and his rate of getting paid, they don't add up
And his relatives, they rather play Drake than play his stuff
And he feels a fool 'cause anytime he plays he's like he suckered up
I guess he'll never feel what it feels like playing at the top
With every breath he takes, he embraces the truth
That family and love are the gems of youth
Though he may never reach the heights that he once dreamed of
Believed for and schemed for, would've
Killed for, he can always dream more
Yeah, he can always dream more
Yeah, he can always dream more
Though he may never reach the heights that he once dreamed of
Believed for and schemed for, would've
Killed for, he can always dream more
Look, don't let nobody tell you shit about your dreams
'Cause that's all it is, shit
Do what you gotta do, player
God must've laughed when he heard the Big Bang Theory
Talking about, "Oh, everything came out of a big bang"
Talking about, "Oh, life came out of non-life"
Yeah, like a goat could come out of a rock type shit
Stupid ass
Written by: David Oikowocho Odeje, Owocho David, Real Dope World

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