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Different은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2021년 9월 10일일에 Quiet Money에서 발매되었습니다.Doe or Die II
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발매일2021년 9월 10일
라벨Quiet Money
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트
AZ
AZ
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Anthony Cruz
Anthony Cruz
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
A One
A One
프로듀서

가사

This is a celebration of life
No matter what level
Able to rationalise is a blessing
Big boys relate
Bottles in the air
Closed caskets, memorial viewings
I'm mostly behind mics, got the audio cueing
Despite sending off kites, try to ignore the confusion
My sights is set on life, nothing's more to be proven
Sound polite once it's verbalised, rapped all nice
But for strikes, too internalise the facts'll bite
Like serpent eyes, I can see through the blackest nights
I mastered gripes, plus my mathematics is right
Bullet wounds, but still alive is too much to consume
For a **** that's paralyzed, once a functional goon
Add all the tombs, 30 years can bring a **** to tears
Neutralising, numbing his care, can you imagine you there?
I'm elsewhere, my chick pussy pretty shaped like a pear
A derierre'll make a queer **** sit there and stare
This is the year since the ball drop, been balling on top
Done came the Kobe death, COVID and cops
Cribs bought and sold, coupes been drove
Too many cooks over the stove, had to reduce the load
We old, no excuses but truth be told
Once a **** become froze, his youth get stole
I'm in mode, even my celly got security code
Conspiracy now I'm looked at as lyrically chose
Where the hoes? Gimme a Cliqo, make it a Rosé
**** finito, just fold, I'm 'bout to explode
But peep though, when it's dark I still envision the NARCs
Raiding a **** crib from my days as a kid
Happy I slid, half the team still serving they bids
But dig, if anybody, **** glad that I did
Never hid, I'm a street **** speak what I live
Whatever bridge gotta cross, pop the cork and swig
And understand, it's out of my hand if it's part of the plan
300 grand 'til the Rolls Royce land
Three decades, hitting the fourth
A fifth of Smirnoff pour for **** caught in the cross
Lost in thought, my sons be my moral support
The homies with handguns, them **** come with the fort
Avoiding court, but these clowns'll make you force an assault
That's why either I'm out of town or getting off in the loft
I'm from the cloth, being sane is my main resource
But the pain is what explains why there's no remorse
I'm on course for the kitchen counter, filleting the flounder
What's worse? When the wrong **** wanna lounge around ya
Dodging the system, most dissolving in prison
So many passed besides family, **** hardly miss 'em
Prepare, this is the year for y'all **** to fear
And if you never look death in the eyes, then don't stare
I'm here with expectations from exceptional pacing
Still punish, and peel 100s like I'm on vacation
Written by: Anthony Cruz
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