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Sorce Manifesto & 300 South

FEAT

3

Hip-Hop/Rap

FEAT è stato pubblicato il 10 ottobre 2025 da Controlled Creation come parte dell'album FEAT - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumFEAT - Single

Data di uscita10 ottobre 2025

EtichettaControlled Creation

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM89

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Peter Bolinski

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

300 South

Songwriter

Peter Bolinski

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

300 South

Producer

Testi

I ordered matcha with the dim sum

And the lion had his paws on the globe at the gates of kingdoms

The master key had the gates swinging

They're praying to get rained out, I called it in the eighth inning

My wish is my commandment

I'm fishing for the words that were swimming underneath these canvases

I had the genius with a splash of madness

The savoury notes brought a hint of balance

The art was war but I live for challenges

I guess the master chef gave me bigger plates

Cause he knew I had exquisite taste and appetite to handle it

I had my cake and ate it too, it's written in my manuscript

I got the vision and the candle lit

The crabs were in the bucket for the feast, not inhabiting it

The competition was for amateurs

The only comp was the man in mirrors

They overcomp for their insecurities, I see the stars in the roof G

They're shining clearly on the fact you lack and missing light internally

The music might be deified and live on for eternity

And I'm just peeking through adversity

The stress felt like uncommon courtesy, it's certain to me

That things will change and that shit ain't what it used to be

Marv Gaye mercy me playing, I'm not a mercenary

But I'm not going out for free either

Rob Paul, pay Peter, either way we're reaching ether

And I'm living after staking

This shit was always ours for the taking, Controlled Creation

And if the beats need to breathe

You can send em to the other side, don't send this shit to me

I got the engine working overtime, I'm turning up the heat

We're really water walking, we're not looking at our feet

And if the beats needs to breathe

You can send em to the other side, don't send that shit to me

I got the engine working overtime I'm turning up the heat

We're really water walking we're not looking at our feet

Tomorrow's not promised but forever is

I was looking for the purp in the problem, ah, there it is

They can't believe the scene so they gotta play with narratives

Be careful of the bugs that's in your ear they could get parasitic

The vast majority they don't care to listen

And those that do it they don't care to get it

And that's a game and I already fixed it

The onus on the artist to put the pressure on to make them feel it

I'm bearing arms in the open I don't care to conceal it

Kerosene heart on my cuff where I wear it

The purple heart sparked from violet

Awards for the violence, somebody call the violinists

They played ballads as the ship's sinking

I only scraped the iceberg Imagine what the depths have hidden

I found the stone cause I kept digging

Set it in the corner then we got to building, Controlled

And if the beats need to breathe

You can send em to the other side, don't send this shit to me

I got the engine working overtime, I'm turning up the heat

We're really water walking, we're not looking at our feet

And if the beats needs to breathe

You can send em to the other side, don't send that shit to me

I got the engine working overtime I'm turning up the heat

We're really water walking we're not looking at our feet

Written by: 300 South, Peter Bolinski

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