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THE SOURCE
Hip-Hop/Rap
THE SOURCEは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年2月13日にWWW Music GroupによりリリースされましたLAIMBEER & MAHORN... SIX DUECE
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リリース日2026年2月13日
レーベルWWW Music Group
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
BPM164

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wall$treet x Blanco
Wall$treet x Blanco
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B. Thompson
B. Thompson
Songwriter
T. Wilkins
T. Wilkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BABY MAURII
BABY MAURII
Engineer

歌詞

They say practice makes perfect, are you certain how you define perfection
Made my own lane, there's no way that you can misdirect it
Muscle in the road, I took my chances, was a rolling stone
And there ain't nine near, and I relocate before they raid my home, I'm Mulligan
Fucked by what you heard, this here my covenant
Pushing out them quarter pounders, cheesing and McLovin' it
Find out who they fucking with, they moolies and I'm victim on
You see this money talk, so keep it quiet if you **** broke
Boy, boy, where you been? ****, this here grown man shit
Don't be asking stupid questions about no grown man shit
Fuck you hater, know you see me climbing, do this shit so effortless and fighting as it seems
Ain't no other team I'm effing with, a specialist
Everything is pure, what you hear from me
Was in the ghetto flipping work before you heard of Master P
I made crack like this, we call it straight drop
Fiends knocking at my granny door, I'm the source now
Byzantine chaining, V's and G's had to be there
Concord stripes, suede toe, I need two-pack
Stripes over checks, that's loyalty over money, that's foreign language to you
You's a crash out dummy, how you grow up
Another ****'s plan is where you land, what you throw up
Them bangers that I know on topside and keep it uncut
The rawest form of dope, I give the people hope
How the fuck you made it out the gutter, vision rifle scope
I was getting cake before I ever caught that case
Don Perry had a case, some scary dirty Harry on my waist
I ain't playing shit safe, ****'s plan ain't safe
If he tell us what's the matter, leave him somewhere in the lake
The murder met in Great Lakes, ball to fall
I ain't got time to waste, was balling hard, throwing money like it's waste
Selling cocaine based, caught a case, went fed and fucked the state
Never snitch, I like to keep my face safe
Pay him full like Ace, he the shit like human body waste
I was eating Earthman's dinner plates, **** trying to steal a plate
Starving **** geeking, trying to get a plate
Slide home, get gunned down at the plate
The Mariana with a mile, when it come to cooking base
Cook it up, cut it down, kitchen table with a raise and a plate
Rock for rock until I start selling weight
We don't take lunch breaks, on the block getting rocked while the wait
Eyes peeled to peeps, the snakes and the jinx
**** better pump they brakes, for I have them dressed up for a wait
I won't lose, no I can't bend a break
Pushing point, wide open, fast break, fast cash getting cake
Gasped up, riding on the full tank
The shit I do, these **** can't quit playing
They ain't got what it take
In general, I get to pull a ****'s reign
Get to scrapping, I'mma get to pulling shanks
I go hard in the paint, leave red like you was playing in some paint
Look
Written by: B. Thompson, T. Wilkins
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