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SLE...EP

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Hip-Hop/Rap

SLE...EP è stato pubblicato il 6 febbraio 2026 da Parking-Lot Geniuses come parte dell'album SLE...EP

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Data di uscita6 febbraio 2026

EtichettaParking-Lot Geniuses

LanguageEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM81

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Yousef ‘Tac’ El-Mohandes

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Luke Johansson

Composer

Yousef ‘Tac’ El-Mohandes

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Luke Johansson

Producer

Yousef ‘Tac’ El-Mohandes

Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]

Truth be told, I'm still in search of my identity

Pen-written verses to help determine my legacy

But first come first, shit, I gotta let y'all in

But it's hard, 'cause nowadays it's tell a friend or tell a enemy

**** kick you when you down, throw rocks to hide they extremity

But I see through it, 'cause I been through it

Livin' in glass houses, smokin' to distort the view

Can't hurt what you can't see

They can't see you hurt when you do

It's a cold cold life, it's a cold cold life

Took the knife out my back from the same bro-bro twice

Had to wake my **** up from the same overdose twice

Picked up the phone, lost my childhood homie overnight

Shit ain't sweet

Though it's bitter I still

Try to sleep

Rest my head on my pillow

I will

But what I see when eyelids meet would test the hardest man's will

What I see when eyelids meet would test the heart of man's will

I wake up strong as a willow at times

Other times I wake up weak and brittle like twine

I seek the prick of a pin when I open my eyes

I'm in fear that I'm still inside of my mind (So who are you?)

Born in Abu Dhabi, moved to Dubai when I was three

One-bedroom apartment, two kids with big mouths to feed

Mama stayed at the crib, cookin' tomato okra with meat

My pops, he got a job, pharmaceuticals overseas

Ironic 'cause that's what I ended up doin' out in these streets

My brother was doin' time, he got caught for five hundred G's

Damn (G's, ****)

I know

He coulda got twenty-five, but got three when he copped a plea

Shit

Left me to pick up the pieces

He got deported, my family then left to Egypt

I stayed behind, dropped out of school and kept it G

Like, what the fuck did Alexander the Great ever do for me, ****?

My brother out of bars, a lil taggie with no degree

My pops, he ain't had cash for us both, it was him or me

Where I'm from, the oldest son's success defines the family

And so my mom and dad only did what made sense financially

I felt like, yeah, I felt left behind

Didn't show on my face

Inside I wanted to cry

Like, why don't y'all love me?

What would you do if I die?

Matter fact, where was you when I tried?

Matter fact, as I grew, I knew it wasn't as simple as that

But am I a fool for wantin' the minimum back?

In Dubai, I seen kids with first cars, graduation pictures

Still livin' with they fam until they first job

Congratulations when they land they first sale

Buy they first crib, have they first kids (That's true)

And it hurts still

Never had those little wins and celebrations with my kinfolk

Like, what the fuck I call you my kin for?

If I'm in the whip doin' two hundred on Sheikh Zayed and I crash

That's why I got my homies and not my brother on my info

(But I realized somethin'

I realized)

And I can't blame my mom and dad, they were just kids when they had us

Kids havin' kids

Not knowin' kids don't turn to parents when they have 'em

So what do you do when you got a kid who grew up fast?

Your first was always last, so you put your first first

And you miss your second's firsts

Can't imagine how it hurt

When you took a second look

And your first one, he got booked

And your second's throwin' jabs and hooks

The type you hear on records

The ones he got on his record books

I never stopped to think 'bout the dreams you put on hold for me

Never thought to ask if as a kid this who you thought you'd be

Was when you met each other the first time you fell in love?

Or was there someone else and it just wasn't meant to be?

Who are your best friends?

Have you ever smoked weed?

Did you ever doubt Islam?

Did you question your beliefs?

And when you go to sleep, do you overthink like me?

When you go to sleep, can you sleep?

Can you sleep?

Written by: Luke Johansonn, Yousef El-Mohandes

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