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Die Slow은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 4월 24일일에 Unshackled Inc. & Nicholas Craven Productions에서 발매되었습니다.Play With Something Safe
Released2026년 4월 24일
라벨Unshackled Inc. & Nicholas Craven Productions
언어English
BPM81
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Proper preparation prevents poor performance
What you makin' off of chicken, I could make from a performance
Takin' off like a space shuttle from NASA, dodging a comet
One mistake can lose it all, and the thought of it keeps me grounded
Days on end I would write in the pen with a pen (Count time)
Vivid visions of my life, recapturing moments, memorize my lines
Seeking the advice of my guys, if they would like my rhymes
If it got them hype, if it's something they would bump in the ride
Dedicated to mastering my craft, I left the past in the past
I sold dimes on the 'ave, I hit a lick that went bad
The drum kick like a band, I left footprints in the sand
So many things I regret, that made me into a man
I did what I did, it is what it is
I can't take it back like Adam couldn't do with one of his ribs
And once upon a time, I felt I was worthless, a rebel without a purpose
Long-nosed like a porpoise, it all bubbled to the surface
I'm turnt up, you tuned up getting service
I snapped out, ratchet out, covered in shells like a tortoise
Come full circle, role reversal, my crib had roaches
Now when I have company, they takin' flicks like a Taurus
Red and delicious rubies, bearing the fruits of my labor
Uzi with a laser, under the Gabbana blazer
White neighbors that I thought were nice think I look better in stripes
They called the cops for having my music playing
The newest member on the roster, respected by bosses
Been places, done things, you'll find that I'm well-cultured
Revvin' a 911, somebody call a dispatcher
It's a crime scene! Somebody call up a pastor!
Coldchain like a Nor'easter, a natural disaster
Flood your coast with dope, VISA next to the master
More soda like Fanta, let it dry like plaster
I gave it out to the traphouse and watched them die from cancer
Summer slumps (uh uh)
Winter grind (uh uh)
Die slow (****), die slow (****)
Die slow (****), die slow (****)
Summer slumps (uh uh)
Winter grind (uh uh)
Die slow (****), die slow (****)
Die slow (****), die slow (****)
I accept it, I'm a manic depressive (depressing)
Probably should have told Angel before he invested
The effervescent, narcoleptic, howling at the crescent
Moon is a spoon, a milf that's desperate
My development was arrested (it was arrested), Smith&Wesson to your chest
Funds get requested (they get requested), desperate, desolate
Destined for excellence...or a life full of regretfulness (regretfulness)
In my element, margin for error was very thin (it was very thin)
Wet my pen, pen depend on my dependence
Relentless, make your head bob, it's physics
Driven by belittlement, the slightest jab will trigger it
Vices helped me through my crisis
I tried to right the ship, but it was too much 'on sight' type shit
No type shit, load two 9 clips, squeezing maneuver was Heimlich
The difference was seismic, you a clone, I'm a hybrid
Bruiser!
Written by: Amin Porter, Devaul Neal, Nicholas Craven
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