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Deported
Hip-Hop/Rap
Deported werd uitgebracht op 13 februari 2026 door Areli Records als onderdeel van het album Deported
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Releasedatum13 februari 2026
LabelAreli Records
Melodische kwaliteit
Akoestiek
Valence
Dansbaarheid
Energie
BPM62

Muziekvideo

Muziekvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
UP
UP
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Johnoson
Tyler Johnoson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shermon
Shermon
Producer

Songteksten

Ziplock scale on the dresser
Cross on the chain, still stressin
Blue dots stuffed in the dash vent
all these diamond you can't handle all of this pressure
Mama say "baby, you restless"
I say "nah, just chasin a blessing"
Whole town know what the mail bring
Whole town pray they don't address it
State line look like a blood line
Every mile marker, another high
Backroads feel like a backslide
Head full of numbers, dry eyes
Heard they hit Jose at the truck stop
Heard they made Will sign papers
Everybody talk like it ain’t them
Til the black van park at they neighbors
All my pills gettin deported
White crosses, blue ovals, reported
Cold chain, warm hands at the border
They takin every little sin in order
Got a pocket full of time I can’t spend
Got a plug on the run from his kin
If they ship me off next, I’m suing
Just a name on a list, gettin deported
Late call, “bro they took Tino”
Left his girl stuck at the casino
Two phones lit up on the nightstand
Now the whole line dead like placebo
Got stamps in a book, not travel
Just codes for the capsules
Got ghosts on the couch in my living room
Every empty bottle, a hassle
County got rich off our sorrows
Judge wear his robe like a jersey
Whole courthouse talk like they church folk
But they trade our tomorrows for Thursday
Got a cousin in a cell out in Texas
Say the walls talk loud on the late shift
Say the worst part ain’t losin your freedom
It’s your name on a page they can weight-lift
All my pills gettin deported
White crosses, blue ovals, reported
Cold chain, warm hands at the border
They takin every little sin in order
Got a pocket full of time I can’t spend
Got a plug on the run from his kin
If they ship me off next, I’m suing
Just a name on a list, gettin deported
Boxed up dreams in a brown van (skrrt)
Each one stamped with a foul plan (yeah)
Ain’t no cure in the care they sell
Just a bus ride out and a farewell
All my pills gettin deported
White crosses, blue ovals, reported
Cold chain, warm hands at the border
They takin every little sin in order
Got a pocket full of time I can’t spend
Got a plug on the run from his kin
If they ship me off next, I’m suing
Just a name on a list, gettin deported
Written by: Tyler Johnoson
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