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a MeSs
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a MeSs è stato pubblicato il 5 settembre 2026 da Lines From The Sun come parte dell'album a MeSs - Single
5 settembre 2026
EtichettaLines From The Sun
LinguaEnglish
BPM93
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
If I had it all figured out
You wouldn’t hear me now
This isn’t intricate rap,
I had to bring it down
A notch or two, I got a move
With no mobility
Only wheels on a track
No potholes on a MelineBeat
Not one rhyme’s ever perfect
‘Cause it’s really me
Perfection is all Adonai
The flaws are Gregory
Tantaros, grandparent’s
Truly had hearts of gold
Looking up ancestry
Is telling me my blood is, too
Diamonds get made aggressively
Pressing carbon coal
Atoms align a bit different
In a see-through world
Unprogramming the game
All from Greg’s remote
The TV screen is really mean
Pay no mind or soul
Flipping channels, tripping
Handles keep me upright, firm
Grounded with any sound that
Meline throws to curb
Scavenging beats like cents
And then I spend it all
Only saving up on my words
That’s how I set the tone
As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
These Scents by Sage lit
With Last Epiphany threads
Lacing my body, no substance
Just the lyrics read
No freestyle, I lifestyle
To fulfillment’s edge
I take the leap, feel no need
To take prescription meds
I used to pop shit, battle rap
Follow unhealthy trends
Now the circumstances of living
Must be the healthiest
I don’t wanna talk personal
My folks unhealthy still
What I look like exposing that?
I’ll just address to them
I don’t have it all figured out
But I got a lot to give
Expressions of love, vinyl loops
And an expensive mess
I’m slipping, but never fallen
When I’m close to ledge
No respect, stand-up Dangerfield
When throwing phlegm
As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
As I way find my way on this plane
The flight attendant’s swell
Picking up my scraps and my napkins,
I don’t need the help
Bring me my food and hydration
That’s on demand,
Until we land in the next dimension
And this program end
We don’t cause trouble
We don’t bother nobody
Written by: Gregory Tantaros, Matthew Ameline
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