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Expiration Date
Hip-Hop/Rap
Expiration Date è stato pubblicato il 27 giugno 2024 da Merk Music come parte dell'album The Squire
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Data di uscita27 giugno 2024
EtichettaMerk Music
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM119

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kory J. Merkel
Kory J. Merkel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy S. Dowsett
Andy S. Dowsett
Engineer

Testi

I'm trapped in my thoughts, half of them not
Letting up at all 'cause my back's to the wall
Don't got much left, not a place to stay at
Guess I'll street-sleep like I had to way back
Every day's a playback, ending in doom
I'm shaking cold now 'cause I was never let in the room
All this repetitive gloom is bound to step on my mood
And have me go busting gats like I said it would do
Patience, patience, it's a virtue
How 'bout instead I break your fucking wrist and hurt you
Your dad gets you everything, including work, fool
Where the fuck is my dad? I miss that jerk, dude
Here you go, sir, here's a silver platter
On it's everything that makes your life matter
Now, let me take it back and watch you get madder
Oh, sad story, well it's getting sadder,
I'm flattered that Zach's ass had to act to track back and snag that black mac
To blast Matt's fag ass out of the map while waxing a black man's ass crack
It's actually ironic that he'd be the one. I thought that I'd be the one
Cheesin', squeezin' the gun to see him bleedin' for fun
Eager to pee on the scum while this worthless black heart
Stops beatin' the drum, and now I'm fleein' the sun
Headin' into the night, smokin' crack all day then
Shootin' sedatives through a knife. I wasn't bred to this life
So how did this come around? I wasn't lookin' for it
Though I had been up and down
Forget about it, man, we all got problems
Only difference is I'm always on them
Every now and then, I think they're gone then
I turn around and then I see another pop in
One, two, three, four
Now fun is ruined for me and more
Grab the sponge, get the broom
And then clean the whole floor
Since I'm a bum, you need to do most everything
Including chores
One, two, three, four, five, six
I'm not really like this, I can't even fight it
I am Leonidas
What is my drink spiked with
I don't even know. Somebody got into the bath salts
I'm gettin' paranoid, startin' to think it was my cat's fault
Asphalt's the deathbed and you'll lay there like a ragdoll
I'll stand tall, takin' fire from blues after I blast y'all
Gotta get a gat and ghillie get up, gonna get you 'cause
You couldn't keep the key to cryptic codes, I could dismiss you
But I brought a bunch of people puttin' pistols to your temple
I don't need to touch a trigger. I could say the word, it's simple
But I'll probably spare your life
I'm feelin' fair and nice
I'll just torture you until you're blarin' my advice
While I'm starin' in your eyes
And you're scarin' all the guys 'cause
My ten inch blade's 'bout to be tearin' through your side
Take it as a lesson. Learn from mistakes
You're lucky it's a test and I lowered the stakes
You're a fuckin' pussy. You're a chump fake
Gettin' you was easy, dawg. This takes the cake
Now give me a break, man, I fell into hell
Can you tell by the smell? These devils helpin' themselves
I'm 'bout to dwell in a cell- another felon in jail
I don't give a rat's ass, bitch, I'm well in my shell
When I'm behind bars
I'll kill the night guard and try hard to get five stars
In the psych ward, steal a nice car, and drive far to hide our
Lives in a safe part, under the radar
When I get sick of hiding, you can bet your ass
That I'ma go out fighting
Have a standoff that'll be worth the sighting
Knowing I'll at least be remembered in writing
It don't matter if I die; I have reached my limit
You never are the moment if you're always in it
I've talked to God; I've been given a minute
I had a legacy but I already lived it
Written by: Kory J. Merkel
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