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creature
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creature은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2024년 5월 30일일에 Safari Riot에서 발매되었습니다.vacation - EP
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발매일2024년 5월 30일
라벨Safari Riot
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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크레딧

실연 아티스트
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작곡 및 작사
Mitchell Hughes
Mitchell Hughes
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가사

Fuck with what you gon' do
'Bout a day, nothing that you can do
I don't understand you
Let me leave it be 'cause why another gotta suffer?
I don't have to get all mad, mama been a sucker, plan to
Bless you, let me learn to stay, let me detach to
Had to fuck around, distract, it got me back to relax though
Put you in my past for a horror movie
Now you gon' see, he
Listen, I make 'em sit, bitch, timid
A feeling, you can't recreate, tears spillin'
Feel like a bitch, shit, twenty-two limits
I turn this village to city, busy
Turn a hard race to one-fifty
Easy to base, palm bigots
Create space to keep, makin' dumb bigots
The cake taste different, yeah, they chasin'
Bad buck, cretin's, they creepin' up on my back
Can't sleep this season, I'm coughin' up somethin' black
Can't keep this bleedin', I'm trailing up on a track
On breadcrumb, I wear a bounce, I know they can sniff me
Jumpin' to the deep with the sea creatures
Big teeth, big arms, rappin' big features
Keep leanin' on myself when the storm heavy
Make my own eye over like I've been ready
Cool shit, criminal, trading blood for the loot
Two steps in shitty air before walkin' to pain
Cool time to stare at views that you managed to make
Had to balance your fate, like it's cash for the cake
Lastin' longer than you'd ever imagine
Crashin' cold, grab my fish, then I'm dashin'
Can't seem criminal, won't pay his dues
Hate to feelin' the gas after seein' the news
Bills gon' pile up, deals gon' light up
Hills gon' get sleeper to climb up
Take this right up to the CBD, multiply my sins
I can't see my wins with this THC and my bloodshot Sclera
It's all on me, it cannot be more fairer
I cut off my passes, tryna feed my terror
The goons grabbin' at fools, I cannot lose my merit, yeah
Bad shit to death, can't cash it, for less, can't catch it
My bread take
I turn this village to city, busy
Turn a hard race to one-fifty
East to lead a base, pump diggers
Create space to keep makin' dome figures
The cake taste different
Skyscrape space, lootin' when I bubble the beaker
Nah, space, nah, it's fumes like we dressed for the ether
High stakes, no room for a horrible teacher
Big sound, beat it up aloud
You know how they turn around
Pushin'
I can bring me this tall, ace out so quick
Bottom screen cheatin', drop a couple tracks
And they still feedin', makin' flames for a livin'
Feelin' bad for the triple O's, triple W's
Triple J's and them triple
Listen, I make 'em sit, bitch, timid
A feelin', you can't recreate, tears spillin'
Feel like a bitch, shit, twenty-two limits
Give me twenty-two minutes, enough to break through ceilings
I turn this village to city, busy
Turn a hard race to one-fifty
East to lead a base, pump diggers
Create space to keep makin' dome figures
The cake taste different
Written by: Mitchell Hughes, boler mani
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