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Trouble
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Utwór Trouble został wydany 13 grudnia 2019 przez PATx LLC jako część albumu Mesomatic
13 grudnia 2019
WytwórniaPATx LLC
JęzykEnglish
BPM70
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Teledysk

Teledysk

Tekst Utworu

_ stuck in this place in time
_on the way to signed
_ aim for success because others only aim to try
_ we all crabs in a bucket off of assumption so how the fuck am I gonna find some space for mine?
_ started thinking out the box I don't feel safe inside
_ I used my head broke a leg and embraced the grind
_ I got bars like I'm charged for a heinous crime now they'll never stop me cause they only pressing play, rewind
_ yeah...yeah...yeah...
Never a vacant mind but probably qualify for the insane asyl-
SOMEtimes, I'm ripping apart the part of my heart that thinks that the dark's SUNshine, these jokers know they'll choke so they try to bite at CRUNCHtime, I'm trynna skip the lunch line and get the team a meal ticket off ill spittin
My brodie-wodie go solely off the dodie and kill writtens (Pat) have y'all cats looking a lil kitten
(Facts) when I SAY your raps sound like they written by rachet ass lil children, but if they combat with pat I’ll still kill them, and The Pack don't feel different, cause long ago we made a pact that we'll get it...and they still with it
_ spit bricks hard enough to build a building already built but we building collecting bills while I’m billing and taxing even the women now how’s that for feminism that’s the fine you penalized with if you didn’t pay attention you gone
MAKE me come out of myself the existentialism is nothing from nice
Making them run for they life
My penmanship will make you think the Flying Dutch was a kite
Fucking juxtaposition makes you wanna scuffle and fight
They thought they were hard
They tried to fight and scuffle
But they all in trouble
Hit them with these bars
I demonstrate my muscle
Now they all in trouble
(2x)
ICHOBAD ripping all they temples off sick of all these fickled frauds spitting with a simple jaw
I don’t know what HIT em y’all, maybe y’all was telling them they shit was hard knowing good and well yo **** wishing you would give it up
__ now you bout to pay the price cuz I told you ain’t nothing nice now I’m taking up sacrifice
__ debating the after-life is like taking a grain of rice and maintaining to share a bite
__ sun, I’m coming when it ain’t bright the man of steel is mistaken for a thief within the night
__ son, I’ve already begun the fight and a slice from swords the only thing I’ll share amongst the mice
THEY ain’t really bout it
10,000 hours, they ain’t really count it
They just come around after it’s been founded
THEY ain’t put in time
They ain’t go through dark so they could see the shine
They don’t know my kind
They don’t know the grind
They thought they were hard
They tried to fight and scuffle
But they all in trouble
Hit them with these bars
I demonstrate my muscle
Now they all in trouble
(2x)
Written by: Patrick Christian Rutledge
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