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SCREEN
Hip-Hop/Rap
SCREEN è stato pubblicato il 13 febbraio 2026 da GOTR Records come parte dell'album SCREEN - Single
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Data di uscita13 febbraio 2026
EtichettaGOTR Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM140

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shawn Keven Lucien
Shawn Keven Lucien
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Keven Lucien
Shawn Keven Lucien
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shawn Keven Lucien
Shawn Keven Lucien
Producer

Testi

Like I just be just putting a bunch of shit Together and it's like amazing
Ya know
Ya know
Ya know
Type shit
Trap smell foul but the dreams stay clean
Laptop open, Glock tucked in jeans
Mic on the floor, weed all on the screen
We make hits where the city too mean
Twin roll loud while the bassline loop
Plug in the kitchen weighin' up proof
We don't do lies, we don't do truce
Trust get thin when the racks get loose
We started with crumbs, no formats
Just a cracked pc and doormats
No cosigns, just combat
Hood got pressure, we absorb that
Ignant talk, bad manners in place
No label checks, just product to chase
They want the cloud, we want the base
Foundation first so the sound don't break
Starvin' for wins, we ain't care for sleep
Studio nights where the light get weak
Trap outside still violent and bleak
hunger inside made my music go peak
Day ones with me, no new recruits
They flip stories, we flip pursuits
They buy drip, we buy new fits
Invest in the grind, only think about hits
Still in the hood where the sirens go flirt
Every loud noise I make the heartbeat go jerk
Still hit that save when the drums be Converting
Still dropping heat even when that shit hurting
Ignant energy, no censor tape
We don't clean lyrics, we clean the plate
We don't chase rumors, we chase the weight
Turn struggle to notes and export fate
I'm not like you **** y'all got mad beats but Still on hold
I'm not like you **** I got mad beats I ain't Scared no more
You claim you got the key but still waiting on That perfect moment
And I say fuck a moment imma drop my shit And Fucking own it
Laptop loud like engine rev
Beat so hard made the neighbors stress
They call cops, i call the press
Drop new tape, apply more press
i didn't get lucky, i got consistent
Never went ghost, never went distant
Always outside, always resistant
Trap plus music, that's coexistence
Reckless decisions but the plan still sharp
i seen the dark before i seen art
They chase aesthetics, i chase charts
But only the ones where effort departs
Twin got patience, I got rage
Combo perfect for a different page
He keep calm, I break cage
Both necessary for stage
No mentors, no safe advice
Just guesswork and late nights
They had routes, i had fights
Still ended up countin' rights
Trap smell foul but the dreams stay clean
Laptop open, Glock tucked in jeans
Mic on the floor, weed all on the screen
We make hits where the city too mean
Twin roll loud while the bassline loop
Plug in the kitchen weighin' up proof
We don't do lies, we don't do truce
Trust get thin when the racks get loose
Trap smell foul but the dreams stay clean
Laptop open, Glock tucked in jeans
Mic on the floor, weed all on the screen
We make hits where the city too mean
Twin roll loud while the bassline loop
Plug in the kitchen weighin' up proof
We don't do lies, we don't do truce
Trust get thin when the racks get loose
Written by: Shawn Keven Lucien
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