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Calligraphy
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Calligraphyは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2021年7月4日にTHRUMYFOCAL ProductionsによりリリースされましたExcursions
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アルバムExcursions
リリース日2021年7月4日
レーベルTHRUMYFOCAL Productions
言語English
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM86

クレジット

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Osama Siddiq Mustafa
Osama Siddiq Mustafa
Songwriter

歌詞

What's it like
Aye what's it like
(What's it like)
What's it like, mm
(What's it like)
Aaaayo, What's it like aye
(What's it like)
(What's poppin)
(What's it like)
You already know what it is
What's it like
Aye
Aye
It's like calligraphy
We swerving thru these open streets
All I see if 4th dimension opportunity
You might not hear what I be talkin' bout
Can't listen with the open mouth
A wise old owl sat in an oak
And analyzed the proper route
I'm tryna be more bird like
See shit from the over head
Sometimes I be feeling like my life is just an open can
I tell y'all bout' the shit that really go down
Ain't no edit man
Ain"t no cuttin' on this side
We press record, and stream it live
Found my answer in your standard eyes
Tested you on life
But made it easy
It was standardized
Came to the conclusion
It's gon be some questions in this shit
Ion think we sposed' to know the answers
To the half of it
I feel like it's aight to not know everything
Bout' everything (Man)
Ignorance is bliss
Some things I wish I would've never seen
Mm
Yea
Ignorance is bliss
Some things I wish I would've never seen
I'm on my shit and heavily
The fuck I look like settling
I been down on the floor
I'm tryn' see what it's like to elevate
Them spaces was so crowded
It was hard for me to meditate
**** talkin' violence
Then eventually just demonstrate (Uh, what you say)
My city hella random
Uh, Yea
My city hella random
Find yourself in sticky situations
Can't be trusting friends
Because your best friend could be anything
We swerving thru these roads
Just tryna find a place to settle in
A wise old owl sat in the oak
And told me bout' the rhetorics
Told me keep my eyes on all my company
It's prevalent
Uh, Yea
A wise old owl sat in the oak
I talk to him, he barely spoke
I wake up and I swim thru the bullshit
Until I get a boat
I'm taking bits and pieces
Then I log it in
I keep a note
The fuck is you so worried bout' them peoples
They don't even know you
Only 24 within the day
You better keep it cordial
It's like calligraphy
We swerving thru these open streets
All I see if 4th dimension opportunity
You might not hear what I be talkin' bout
Can't listen with the open mouth
A wise old owl sat in an oak
And analyzed the proper route
I'm tryna be more bird like
See shit from the over head
Sometimes I be feeling like my life is just an open can
I tell y'all bout' the shit that really go down
Ain't no edit man
Ain't no cuttin' on this side
We press record, and stream it live
Stream it live
Yea, stream it live
Written by: Osama Siddiq Mustafa
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