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The Count
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Count è stato pubblicato il 9 maggio 2025 da South Tempo Records come parte dell'album The Unknows
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Data di uscita9 maggio 2025
EtichettaSouth Tempo Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM88

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flow Mnz
Flow Mnz
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwight Bree Carter
Dwight Bree Carter
Songwriter
Florent Tedesco
Florent Tedesco
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flow Mnz
Flow Mnz
Executive Producer

Testi

I was young, full of hope, had the sea in my veins
Heart clean, just a sailor with salt in my brain
Had a dream, had a girl, had a future in hand
'Til they chained me in the dark, buried deep in the land
No trial, no truth, just the whisper of lies
Locked away while the world watched my spirit die
But in silence, I grew, let the anger ignite
Met a priest in the dark, taught me words sharper than knives
He said, *"They fear the free, son, that's why you fell"*
Taught me how to think, how to read, how to dwell
On the pain, on the plot, till my mind became steel
Then I rose from the grave with a soul made to kill
Now I'm back like a ghost in a tailored disguise
Count of the pain, with revenge in my eyes
You can bury the man, but the truth still climbs
Justice ain't blind, it's just waiting on time
They toast with wine while I sip on scars
Their world built on lies, mine's forged in bars
I came for the snakes, dressed noble and clean
But I see through the silk, know what envy means
The same men who smiled, shook hands with a grin
Left me to rot for the gold and the sin
But I ain't here to weep, I ain't here to cry
I came to show them how the dead don't die
Each step calculated, every move is a play
I ain't just takin' names, I'm takin' fate away
This ain't revenge, it's a reckoning call
'Cause when justice is bought, it's no justice at all
They thought I was gone, just a name in the mist
Now I haunt their nights like a blade in the fist
But the deeper I dig, the more I see
Vengeance don't heal — it just sets you free
So I stand on the shore where my past was erased
The waves crash loud, but I feel no hate
'Cause freedom ain't peace, and truth ain't kind
But in the end, I'm the man they couldn't define
Written by: Dwight Bree Carter, Florent Tedesco
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