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Just Getting Started
Hip-Hop/Rap
Just Getting Startedは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2024年10月14日にSlow Motion RecordsによりリリースされましたThe Usual Suspects
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アルバムThe Usual Suspects
リリース日2024年10月14日
レーベルSlow Motion Records
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
BPM114

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Millwood
Robert Millwood
Songwriter
Philip Draper
Philip Draper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beszman
Beszman
Producer

歌詞

Two cups from the bottom, now it's top gun
Phil Dog from the West, we coastin
Bulletproof, let me see if it stop one
Every time we raise the glass, we toastin
Light of blunt, pass it off, ain't no shotgun
Slow motion, slow motion
Pull out a little, lookin' for the lost ones
Just getting started, know it ain't over
Rolling Za in the back of a yellow cab Layin' low from the 5-0 ride slow
Have a go when it's bad from the dealer's hand Play your cards or you fold, that's what I know
My block, I'ma post like a stop sign Stand tall just like I'm a light pole
Scary movie if you watchin' this night life Mask on, big knife like I'm Michael
Eight shots to the brain, ain't even fazed Grab a glass, pour it straight, don't need no chase
Livin' up to my name, just caught another case Hands up, what they say, ain't never seen a thing
Gone for days, have to say, I'll be back soon And catch a play, serve a J send a cab through
Went from actin' up in back of the classroom To in the club, sellin' bags in the bathrooms
Two cups from the bottom, now it's top gun
Phil Dog from the West, we coastin
Bulletproof, let me see if it stop one
Every time we raise the glass, we toastin
Light of blunt, pass it off, ain't no shotgun
Slow motion, slow motion
Pull out a little, lookin' for the lost ones
Just getting started, know it ain't over
Know we know better, you know they don't get it How you gon' purchase land with no credit
How you get groceries with no debit? We all just a number, don't you forget it
Been on the bottom, still comin' up Cops say we got em, still run from 'em
Doin' dumb shit, don't fuck the money up Brain on drugs, sunny side up
Crack an egg, break a leg, this center stage. Now they pay more the minimum wage
No love for the government, they don't rub it in They put you in a cage
And we rage against the machine Convictin' us ever since a teen
Now it all makes sense to me Stay free, smoking sinsemilla
Outdoor, indoor, that's a hydro Stay high, H, I got my eyes low
With a bottle in my hand like a wine-o. And I ain't drunk yet, as far as I know
I can sure use another one, up Late night, like the Cumberlands
And I ain't with none of that funny shit This about business, that's where the money is
Two cups from the bottom, now it's top gun
Phil Dog from the West, we coastin
Bulletproof, let me see if it stop one
Every time we raise the glass, we toastin
Light of blunt, pass it off, ain't no shotgun
Slow motion, slow motion
Pull out a little, lookin' for the lost ones
Just getting started, know it ain't over
Written by: Philip Draper, Robert Millwood
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