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Darn
9
Hip-Hop/Rap
Darn è stato pubblicato il 1 gennaio 2020 da Flow Dojo come parte dell'album Darn - Single
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Data di uscita1 gennaio 2020
EtichettaFlow Dojo
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM81

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zambug
Zambug
Vocals
Rhymekhamhaeng
Rhymekhamhaeng
Vocals
Zeedox
Zeedox
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ittichot Charoensintaweekul
Ittichot Charoensintaweekul
Songwriter
Moakh Kiengsiri
Moakh Kiengsiri
Songwriter
Vhehayuth Ketupanya
Vhehayuth Ketupanya
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zambug
Zambug
Cover Art
Rhymekhamhaeng
Rhymekhamhaeng
Producer

Testi

Trapped in this darn
Taking some time
Call my mama
To pay my papa
Trapped in this darn
Smoking shisha
With the ganja
5k on the highway
I’m on that Hard knock, alarm clock popping till my yawn stops
Feeling like I’m boiled, paranoia from the darn cops
Hear the sound, Glocks popping till my crown drops
They only put the guns down when money’s in the brown box
Yo homies it\'s alright he knows he scared of me lyrics top
I predict job you sound like critic cop
When they pull up on my van asking for piss shots
Making money off this shit you **** pissed ***
I’m in your town dropping sound every other day
Never mind the salary, I’m living this the harder way
I try my best not to disappoint my family
But every now and then I still go get the marijuana blazed
Caught me 3 times in a roll it\'s combo
If I\'m black you know that I\'ll be in Compton zone
So check couple of IDs hit my face you try me
I\'m unexpected you think I\'m chinese ***** Thai heat
See police, I feel fucked, I’m on weed and filled up
They tell me to pull-up, what are we gon’ do now?
Just wanna be on the way to deliver the packs
But the cops tryna stop me to give them the stacks
I\'m tryna find my other way to run Zig-Zag
Stop roll that shit yeah they pull a pistol i heard that click clack
Eat you like Kit Kat I got nice hairlines I know you wish that
Right now i need stack right now I need help right now I need fat
The ganja haze, I never understood it truly
Why they calling us abusers when we’re just rolling a doobie
Mr officer don’t shoot us, this is not a fucking movie
But you’re probably busy choosing, wishing you could use an Uzi
I hang around at night time, catching me you write rhyme
Tell the pop’ I need sometimes, like my friend yo whats time
Like it\'s 3 AM now what we had in confusion
Tell me where I’m going cause these cops started fooling
Trapped in this darn
Taking some time
Call my mama
To pay my papa
Trapped in this darn
Smoking shisha
With the ganja
5k on the highway
You’re the terrorist, never miss, never give us leverage
Remember this, there ain’t nothing wrong with being generous
You’re clipping wings off the bird, leave me featherless
Just to see me spring in reverse with a better jet
And I think there\'s nothing wrong with being generous
But these days people don\'t really care they don\'t give a ***
Especially the popo need to treat me proper way
If you see my face get the *** up out my face
Now the money’s in his hand, counting on another grand
20 grand, 30 grand, rubber bands, understand
I’m the man, I can smack you in the face right now
But then prison probably be my fucking place right now
It can be my **** place right now but they will never
catch me long, prison break I\'m too high straight to the hallway
Darn’s cop when I’m yawning, hypnotized by my rap
Try not to lose my stack, That you be calling
Drop bombs on condo, the cop storms the honcho
In top form with strong flow, so hop on as I go
The cop gives the weed back and relapse the cycle
Cause they need to make cash and breakfast on my dough
I\'m like this is it 5k is not a little bit
5 cops one thousand each that just a little splits
Teach you some maths i think i just give you little kid
Titled the donation for this little bitch aye just lick a *** man
*** the check point, I was just tryna light my next joint
Now I gotta find a place to smoke again with less noise
That’s the best choice that you can come with?
**** it, tough ***, I’mma just roll up quick, for justice
Must hit, puff spliff like an addict
I wanna stay fly, stay high like the attic
What’s the point of panic, got busted now I get away
Got survival tactics, stop the drama and we celebrate
Written by: Ittichot Charoensintaweekul, Moakh Kiengsiri, Vhehayuth Ketupanya
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