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Jailbreak (feat. Buddy Peace & Brown Bird)
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Alternative Rap
Jailbreak (feat. Buddy Peace & Brown Bird) è stato pubblicato il 10 luglio 2015 da Four Finger Distro come parte dell'album Kill The Wolf (Deluxe)
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Data di uscita10 luglio 2015
EtichettaFour Finger Distro
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM115

Testi

JAILBREAK
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[Verse 1:]
Nights under lights out, days in the hole
Might wonder quite how I stayed in control
Tracing my name in the face of the stone
that I might tunnel right out under their nose
When the keyhole clanks and the man comes
Do you crawl on all fours or stand up?
I am upright, I am smiling
I'mma get off this fucking island
Drag me out into the moonlight
Where the wall is all around
The good men are all in their beds
The undead are all underground
Work through the night to the break of day
I've been digging a hole the old fashioned way
I got blood on my knuckles and rock to crack
but when you tunnel this far, there's no stoppin' that
It's no slowin' down, it's no doublin' back
Gotta go to ground and get a hold of a map
Sidestroke toward hope where the ocean crashes
It may go down but I can't go backwards
Uh, bars, callin' all cars, hacks in a rowboat, caught em off guard
Riot in the yard when you hear the bell
Betta face toward heaven and run like hell
[Chorus:]
Hell is other people
And heaven is a test that you take and fail
you might need to kill me, mister
I ain't going back to jail
Ain't going back to jail
[Verse 2:]
1976 was the year
Heavenly mix that eventually sticks
Not to mention the heaviest bricks in concrete
Conquerin' drum beats the honkies with tight pants
I might dance, watch me now!
AC/DC, bass take it easy, greasy guitar licks
And reading Archie comics
Nonstop rocks off in Bon Scott's vomit
Pawn shop, final 33 in the 3rd deep
Pristine dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Side one track one, deadlock, stalemate jailbreak
Wait to gain
Build your muscle, educate your brain
Stickin' my arms through the bars of the hand-held
Mary one maid, muthafucka, jailbreak
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Aesop Rock]
Vertical vertical vertical vertical
Diagonal Diaz-animal, eyes half mast
Time in a flatfoot lap, on the night of his briar patch act
Give him to the fire, wish you were simple, a signal
A tripped up guard with a neck full of tendrils
Ribs to the bars in a moment of mayhem
Go for the key ring, open the cages
Say hello to a growing equation, woah
Sounds fantastic, no
Got a Giggen launcher via good behavior
Now I'm looking to enable an elusive nature
Here's how the oldest trick in the book look
When performed by coldest fish on the cook hook
It was deep in the pan with the rags and patches
After, a rearranged mess hall distraction, aw shh
Never mind cabin fever, on whisper road like it's wabbit season
I'm a bad bad man, I'm a maverick heathen
I am on the truck, I am past the beacon
I am being fed fresh red grapes by the evening
Over state lines on an '89 Sebring, bye
Pardon the commotion I caused
It was this or a me shaped hole in the wall
Written by: B. Dolan
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