End – Jinx: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

End

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Utwór End został wydany 3 stycznia 2020 przez Killing Field Records jako część albumu Black

Szczegóły utworu

AlbumBlack

Data wydania3 stycznia 2020

WytwórniaKilling Field Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodyjność

Akustyczność

Valence

Taneczność

Energia

BPM160

PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jinx

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Anthony Ray Jenkins

Anthony Ray Jenkins

Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

Am still in a pretty bad place

I just wanna wake up and think of suicide every morning

I think about jumping off a bridge or using pills to kill myself

I don't really feel like am living

In the night when it all falls down

Gets really quiet you can hear the sound

Of my heartbeat pulsing through the concrete

Something special

But nothing more than some base heat

Uppers and downers

Downing Lexapro and my alcohol

I'm gaining superpowers

Shouting fuck em all

Fuck a vest see if I stay dry through the shower

I'm Superman

Fuck the world save Lois lane

Yes I can

Got a couple of blunts in my backpack

Next to where the guns at

Ain't gonna front

Gotta enough arms for a knapsack

And with that fact

Said a few words and that's that

You talking the rise and the fall

Saying that that is the way of us all

Try to abiden my end

Trying the hardest to become a friend

Both a beginning and end

Now the unspeakable sin

I'm catching my bounty

Like Boba the Fett

Feeling my worms

Before I am set

They say time is money

And if money was time he just fucking blew it

Na-na-na-na

In the night night night

In the night when it all falls down

The curtains called and the crowd files out

The streets are buzzing

And then it all ends

In the night when it all falls down

The curtains called and the crowd files out

The streets are buzzing

And then it all ends

In the night when it all falls down

The curtains called and the crowd files out

The streets are buzzing

And then it all ends

In the night when it all falls down

The curtains called and the crowd files out

The streets are buzzing

And then it all ends

Am still thinking of suicide

You know how many visits have gotten from my sister? none

How many phone calls to ask if am OK, none

Any kind of support and understanding that i can't do this alone, none

I can't get better cuz i have no support system

In seven days im headed south

To show our dixie boys just what gods about

Steaming poured out from a different sprout

Just to find i'm frothy foamy and fucking stout

Sunshine bright light who's that time flies

Garbage line refrigerator

Half for now half for later

Knows you were here

Trapped inside of a shell of fear

Dark lights Pass by who's that time flies

Need more time to turn pigs to pork rinds

On court date, my first line

Know yall like it spicy and deep fried

Remains of a dixie shut your fucking pissy cunt mouth

Or I'll mow ya down show ya how

Imma show you and your kin the fucking true south

Railroading you underground to a safehouse

"Only clothes and some footage were found"

It wasn't me in the middle of the night

Creeping pictures of these faggy bigots losing they life

It's my sport but in excess

It is tort and jury beware

They've mislead this whole court but I digress

I need more time to turn pigs to pork rinds

On court date, my first line

And i want y'all to know I'll remember ya

And one day I'll be back to cause you mass hysteria

Sun shine bright light who's that time flies

Garbage line refrigerator

Half for now half for later

Knows you were here

Trapped inside of a shell of fear

Dark lights pass by who's that time flies

Written by: Anthony Jenkins

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