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Eighteen
Hip-Hop/Rap
Eighteen è stato pubblicato il 19 luglio 2024 da Nostalgic Musiq Productions come parte dell'album Ventilation - EP
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Data di uscita19 luglio 2024
EtichettaNostalgic Musiq Productions
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM86

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Xai
Lil Xai
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xzavier Henderson
Xzavier Henderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Xai
Lil Xai
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Testi

Verse:
Sliding through these songs,
Still tryna prove my relevance
Demons surrounding me,
Their hearts full of malevolence
The angels protecting me,
Cause they know that I’m
Heaven sent
From a small city where
Living is an accomplishment
The streets are red, filled with Feds
News center, pronounced another
Son as dead
Momma terrified, I’m petrified
Inside, every time I go outside
Look over my shoulders, paranoia
In my eyes, feel sketchy
About every car that pass by
Ain’t no drive-thru
Them boys do drive-bys
Every day we lose a new life
And when we do, then the fans rise
Act like they cared about you
When you was alive
After a week or two
Your whole death put to the side
Just another perished demise
Emotional rollercoaster, with the smile
Of the joker, smiling through this pain
Doing it all sober
Eliminated a lot of people
Out of my circle
Because like Crayola, they showed
Their true colors
Xai ain’t no dum-dum, Xai ain’t no
Sucka, envious souls shake my hand
And call me brother
Watch how my success
Eat at em, like supper
Move in silence, better to get rich
Undercover
I been a beast, since 04
High level, top floor
Stand tall, like a dinosaur
And I spit bombs, like a
World War
If you on a track and not
Speaking real, then
I wonder, what you even rap for
Are you willing to keep pushing
When the tears shed and
The blood pours
The most brave is
The most damaged
I use the trauma
To a true advantage
Because it made me
Who I am today
Kept my head up
Through the pain, rain,
Cloudy days, everything
Wasn’t given to me
I made a way
Give the flowers
To the heroes while
Their here today
I’m always on my grind
I don’t need a break
Cause Imma give
My mom the world
Whatever it takes
Imma murder any beat
Not leaving a trace
Of evidence
The prevalence of
Murder is look at with irrelevance
It’s no astonishment
Society is cold
Colder than the continent
And that’s it.. that’s it.
Written by: Xzavier Henderson
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