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Screen
170
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Screen został wydany 14 lipca 2023 przez Strange Music, Inc jako część albumu BLISS
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AlbumBLISS
Data wydania14 lipca 2023
WytwórniaStrange Music, Inc
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM120

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Performer
Jehry Robinson
Jehry Robinson
Vocals
Crystal Watson
Crystal Watson
Background Vocals
Delynia Brown
Delynia Brown
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Nicholas Luscombe
Nicholas Luscombe
Songwriter
Freek Van Workum
Freek Van Workum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frederikus van Workum
Frederikus van Workum
Producer
ItsNicklus
ItsNicklus
Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]
You gotta keep a screen in front of you 'cause they wanna do
The wrongest to try to come at whose the wonderful one or two
To punish you, don't wanna be the hunted, they'll point a gun at you
[Chorus]
You can't let everyone step foot in your house, more so in your life
Why you really knockin' at my doe?
Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light
You ain't comin in, you gotta go!
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
A really rough time that you bring
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
I can hear you just fine through the screen
[Verse 1]
Before you open that screen doe, you gotta wonder what the scheme fo'
The lingo, they insane playin' games and got the scene so bingo or keno
Bite ya till look like you spilled pinot on your gringo things, was clean though
Hella scarred because you put down your guard, you a target especially if you a star, Ringo (Chyeah!)
No K! Better never fall for the role play, devil comin' yo' way
Chyeah, chyeah
You can bet that it's a cruel one comin', if a bull come runnin' better hope you get the "Olé"
So pray that you get to bed well when they crash the villa one of ya bros stay
Shit ain't Dolce, before you walk on the eggshells, put the cascarilla front of the doorway (Chyeah)
If you let in Lestat, they get to suckin' until it's nothin', it's a dead end to that
Put the lead in the gat and stop 'em before they get in to chat, Ozzy up and I'm beheadin' the bat (Chyeah)
I am tired of screenin', lookin' for damn liars when it transpires, but we do win the battles
So before you enter the campfire, don't tell a energy vampire what we do in the shadows
[Chorus]
You can't let everyone step foot in your house, more so in your life
Why you really knockin' at my doe?
Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light
You ain't comin in, you gotta go!
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
A really rough time that you bring
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
I can hear you just fine through the screen
[Verse 2]
Yeah, feel like I hear it through the screen, I'm in Paris on the Eiffel tower, standin' on a beam
And you wonder why these rappers take the xannies and the lean
But the saddest shit to me is they ain't even get to livin' yet
Way too busy thinkin' 'bout what they said on the internet
You cannot define it, this shit is just not definitive
Just give me a minute, I'm dealin' with all these idiots
I'll be on my Mortal Kombat shit, finish 'em (Go)
This is the difference, they're missin' ambition, there's no God in the hearts of these kids with ambition (Nah)
I'm limited edition, I've been on a mission to save the souls of the kids in the system (Listen)
So put the screen down, not gon' be around forever
Lift your head up 'cause the screen time makin' you depressive
Call the presses, can't rewind all the shit I said, 'cause if I said it, then I meant it, I just had to address it
You can't waste away your days just starin' at a screen (Screen)
Take that energy you need and keep that shit from me, yeah
[Chorus]
You can't let everyone step foot in your house, more so in your life
Why you really knockin' at my doe?
Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light
You ain't comin in, you gotta go!
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
A really rough time that you bring
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
I can hear you just fine through the screen
[Verse 3]
They are fishin' to try to complete a dark mission, picthin' ya hard livin' discard this and start mixin' with what the hearts giftin' when stars glisten
In cars kissin', better behind a partition (Chyeah)
'Cause everybody not live, up on the screen the prerecorded hot lies can have a heart speed racin' like it's a Mach 5
But the screen intervenes and make it so we never swat flies (Chyeah)
Your cash can get 'em poppin' up right at your pad, lookin' for the core stab
Chyeah, chyeah
Steady wishin' for blood and gore bad, get it outta you, but never tryna get it out a whores ass
Chyeah, chyeah
So when the forecast gotcha feelin' like a tornado tore past, know they wanna pour gas
Chyeah, chyeah
On what the Moors have, never open the screen to some more trash knockin' like a DoorDash
Chyeah, chyeah
Pinche cabron, knockin' on where the king stay' home where queen lay
Better gone for the thing spray, fuckin' wit' the wrong Kunta Kinte Kong don't belong in the screenplay
That'll bring haters up in my circle to make a scene slay ya
I'm euphoric like I was Zendaya, but I keep a killer on my screen saver
[Chorus]
You can't let everyone step foot in your house, more so in your life
Why you really knockin' at my doe?
Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light
You ain't comin in, you gotta go!
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
A really rough time that you bring
I don't wanna hear it, I don't need it, I don't fear it
Evil spirit, I'm just gon' be nowhere near it
I can hear you just fine through the screen
Written by: Aaron D. Yates, Frederikus van Workum, Nicholas Luscombe, Nick Luscombe
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