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Igloo
588
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Igloo został wydany 23 kwietnia 2021 przez This Is So Absurd jako część albumu Igloo - Single
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Data wydania23 kwietnia 2021
WytwórniaThis Is So Absurd
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM70

Kredyty

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Trueba
Steven Trueba
Songwriter
Samuel Patrick Shoemaker
Samuel Patrick Shoemaker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steven Trueba
Steven Trueba
Producer
Samuel Patrick Shoemaker
Samuel Patrick Shoemaker
Producer

Tekst Utworu

The forest is burning the winter is coming and bringing the snow
Got plenty of liquid the water is holy I live for the smoke
I'm coming with heaters I'll build me an igloo and call it my home
The fit is all custom I copped me some Timmys to cover my toes
I'm ready to go
Ready for anything 'bout to get messy my enemies marching
I told them to come
Think it's a blessing they paying for mentions, they playing for pennies
And fighting for crumbs
Got nothing to say cause it's already done
They emptied the bank and they took all the funds
We popping champagne and we having some fun
I'm ready to go
I'm hearing a voice
I walk to the edge and then stare in the void
I see the future the fruit of my loins
All of my trauma, the pain and my joy
I'm making a choice
It's bigger than commas and dollars and coins
The evil is coming you've got to be poised
I don't wanna beat them I don't want to join, no
The forest is burning the winter is coming and bringing the snow
Got plenty of liquid the water is holy I live for the smoke
I'm coming with heaters I'll build me an igloo and call it my home
The fit is all custom I copped me some Timmys to cover my toes
I'm ready to go
Ready for anything 'bout to get messy my enemies marching
I told them to come
Think it's a blessing they paying for mentions, they playing for pennies
And fighting for crumbs
Got nothing to say cause it's already done
They emptied the bank and they took all the funds
We popping champagne and we having some fun
I'm ready to go
Time, it's running out can you count what's your
Price, heavy clouds you could drown in the
Tide, eat your pod it's a wash
Appetite, soap it up soak it up it's your
Life is so like this, always living in crisis
Traumatized and your whole life is financialized with this price fix
Deep states, rat lines, keep sakes from a past time
Free base gets you gassed up but this good behavior gets you half time
The forest is burning the winter is coming and bringing the snow
Got plenty of liquid the water is holy I live for the smoke
I'm coming with heaters I'll build me an igloo and call it my home
The fit is all custom I copped me some Timmys to cover my toes
I'm ready to go
Ready for anything 'bout to get messy my enemies marching
I told them to come
Think it's a blessing they paying for mentions, they playing for pennies
And fighting for crumbs
Got nothing to say cause it's already done
They emptied the bank and they took all the funds
We popping champagne and we having some fun
I'm ready to go
Written by: Samuel Patrick Shoemaker, Steven Trueba
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