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Soul Glo - "John J" feat. Kathryn Edwards and Zula Wildheart (Full Album Stream)
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クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Soul Glo
Soul Glo
Performer
Zula Wildheart
Zula Wildheart
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gianmarco Guerra
Gianmarco Guerra
Composer
Pierce Jordan
Pierce Jordan
Composer
Rubén Polo
Rubén Polo
Composer
TJ Stevenson
TJ Stevenson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Soul Glo
Soul Glo
Producer
Gianmarco Guerra
Gianmarco Guerra
Engineer
Evan Bernard
Evan Bernard
Producer
Will Yip
Will Yip
Mixing Engineer

歌詞

Every morning we congregate on top of this mass grave that we call a nation With each step snakes with their minds imprisoned in hellfire hiss at me about taking the high ground I try to behead them with my heel with each step For fifteen years I looked at life as what luck did Despite my talks with myself that ended with "fuck it" I'm talking from the time a nigga first tried to kill himself Before any effort was made to understand my mental health One day I smoked and drank everything and put John J in my mouth Just to know the feel, nigga, just to know the taste of the steel, nigga And in any hand this put the bunnies on any real nigga But in my motherfucking hand this shit gon' erase a gravy seal, nigga Fuck the inbreds up in Fish and fuck the fucking 26th Fuck Jim Kenney, he frail as shit and folds too quick to suck rich dick It's been fuck right-wing off the rip Still liberals are more dangerous Still liberals are more dangerous Still liberals are Sworn enemies, fake friends Wanna kill you all, wanna kill you all Sworn enemies, fake friends I wanna kill you all Punk pig police fun is making niggas suffer Doing fuck all they want with they badge numbers covered Stuck in a world constantly assessing the worth of a life In the backward system of capitalism, I fetch a low ass price Northeast rednecks with bats fight with police backup around the corner Marching down Girard knowing the precinct's gonna escort them Outside playing pretend soldier because they think the force will court them Standing tall on Target stores thinking they snipers and not fucking corny Anyone who's on reform is really an informant I take the bullet, you take the ballot, peaceful protest is fucking boring Between torching PD's and taking knees, oh my god, I choose the former You can eat this dick and swallow the whole clip on God and on Chris Dorner Sworn enemies, fake friends How can you tell the difference? Sworn enemies, fake friends I wanna kill you all Sworn enemies, fake friends I wanna kill you all, wanna kill you all Sworn enemies, fake friends I wanna kill you all What I think, what I say, what I ideate Three weights, three needs to medicate Who I am, where I am every time I wake Eyes open and again the dream was fake Eyes open and again I'm tempting fate Eyes open and again I am unsafe Eyes open and again I'm on 15th seeing twenty police run toward me to protect a bank I know where my house is, Mike I'm tryna set a fire tonight I wanna see a blaze that reaches a height It can lick Heaven and catch the blind eye of Christ Who is my real family? Why should we go on? A world made for no one Darkness can heal all Knee deep on the corner, thought of freedom on it Took rock and rolled back and put some steez on it Broke the chains and I told 'em I'll never fear Bloody murder, sheer terror, had to hold tears In my liberated drip while the coast clears Marginalized marks on the wall Yell off the walls and rebel Sheer terror Bloody murder Tears of the ghetto Taking you all with me No use in running The flames, they grow higher Wash away your sins Firm, firm grip Let, let fly There's nothing I can't fix Pocket solution No, no sense No, no use Now it's just down to me Darkness can heal all
Writer(s): Gianmarco Guerra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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