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Beyond
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Hip-Hop
Beyond은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2020년 1월 17일일에 CHOICEVAUGHAN에서 발매되었습니다.Deuce - EP
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발매일2020년 1월 17일
라벨CHOICEVAUGHAN
언어English
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실연 아티스트
choicevaughan
choicevaughan
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Joel Tashkoff
Joel Tashkoff
작사가 겸 작곡가
Tom Scott
Tom Scott
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
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choicevaughan
프로듀서

가사

Either my time is comin' or it's runnin'
All I really know is that it's flyin' like that nun that I'm becomin'
While I'm slowly dyin' like the sun, the one that's lightin' up the room
That's lightin' up the mood inside the room I'm lightin' up in
Tryna find the summit, tryna summon somethin'
Inside of a sudden moment, hopin' to inspire somethin'
Tryna light a little fire up inside my stomach
'Cause in the end you die for nothin' so I'm writin' somethin'
Just to practice even if I try and nothin' happens
Even if I die and nothin' matters and I'm just some atoms
Even if I gotta work at fuckin' Maccas
On the bus, bustin' ass till I'm just dust and ashes
I gotta do it or try at least, already signed a lease
And I ain't tryna find a nine-to-five, I'm tryna find some peace
Tryna buy a piece of land somewhere by the beach
To slice a nice piece of peach, light my pipe in peace
But even if can't afford to record
I'll write it on the sidewalk in chalk where you walk
My thought can't be bought, my sort can't be caught
By no court, no force could outlaw what I'm for
I don't want a job, I already got one
To speak hope to the people that ain't got none
I flow for the broke folk in the folklore
And so-called hobo folk by the alcohol store
I never wrote for no more than my own sort
No more purpose on this earth than a coleslaw
I don't believe in even believin' at all
I don't believe we even exist, not even a wall
And if I really knew it, I could run through it
It's all the same matter when it comes to it, stupid
We split the atom when they said that that would never happen
You ever thought about what you could never fathom?
We going far beyond
Yeah
Starin' at this blank page tryna get this verse done
Six years on from the day I wrote the first one
Three around the sun since the birth of my first son
That spun my whole earth in reverse, now the words comin'
To me in the scores, I let the universe run its course
Let my thoughts talk with the chords
I'm a vessel for the cause, a messenger for all
The workhorses on the horse, pourin' piss up on the porch
I write this in the likeness of the Friday night cyphers
In the carpark at spiders with the real-life Mike Tysons
That might have won a title if they had of had the guidance
Might have won the case if they just hadn't lost their licence
Listen, just another broke-ass musician
Tryna make a livin' of some gift that I was given
Just driftin' in and out of consciousness, riffin'
While scribblin' down some shit that I could see from my position
Fat politician in some pissin' competition
People workin' but the system isn't, nothin' different
What's changed from the days of the lord and a peasant
Nowadays they just call them landlord and a tenant
Motherfuck Paula Bennet and her whole philosophy
If the country's colonized we need a colonoscopy
And that's some real shit, you either know it or not
But if you don't know squat at least know what you got
I'm lookin' far beyond
Written by: Joel Tashkoff, Tom Scott
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