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Consequences
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Consequences został wydany 17 maja 2024 przez SKC Records jako część albumu Some People Need Killing, Vol. 1 - EP
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Data wydania17 maja 2024
WytwórniaSKC Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM190

Kredyty

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luccas Moises Perez
Luccas Moises Perez
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

Hokahey!
E um bom dia para morrer
Consequences, consequences
I can not help helping you
But if you should push my conscience
Then there's one thing I must do
I shall take all of my feelings
Put them in a spot or two
And fall right in the place you stand
Oh, that's what you must do
"It's a shame we didn't elope
Now all your hoe friends at my throat, yeah
That's like goth girls with chokers
Like sweet swirls on smokers, yeah
Speaking of which"
This that off-topic shit
****, I'm knocking off the stock you with
Reusing a verse, 'cause this lil' **** Joey Trap a bitch
Can't name a single song you've made that'd be topping this, ooh
Did I hurt your feelings?
Are you gon' try to shoot me 'fore I even break the ceiling?
You gon' send some of your "straight men" my way?
Are they gon' break my face before you even touch the state?
I'll have grandkids by the time you touch a stage again
You should be worried 'bout the kind of mental state you in, kid
Consequences, consequences
I can not help helping you
But if you should push my conscience
Then there's one thing I must do
I shall take all of my feelings
Put them in a spot or two
And fall right in the place you stand
Oh, that's what you must do
Uh, fuck a opp, I was waiting to take 'em out
This the ending of yo life, lil' ****, no doubt
I'm thinking I give him the slip with the jab
"Pass", that's what he'd say
"I ain't touchin' yo ass because I'm not gay"
Sure, buddy, and personally I think you up to something
Maybe you met some men and they had got to stuffin'
Or maybe it's nothing
A symptom of the fall off, I couldn't think you'd fall this hard
Or maybe you hit that crack hard
Moved too much rock and touched your own stock
I called you corny for a lame flex
And hit you a block
You getting back on top?
Probably not
Consequences, consequences
I can not help helping you
I can't take you from your kid
He already fatherless
Try and touch me, ****
I'll give you a lisp, uh
You a scrawny lil', flow stealing, crackhead lookin' bitch
I wouldn't trust you 'round my kids
Why'd you defend Gareth fucking 'round with children?
Ain't nobody gonna save you when the hills come
I mean, look, your career's already done
You ain't doing numbers like you used too
Two hundred thousand, still declining
Not even a hundred comments
You only break that when you homophobic, on some nonsense
I'll say it now and only once
Let's take a moment of silence
Consequences, consequences
I can not help helping you
But if you should push my conscience
Then there's one thing I must do
I shall take all of my feelings
Put them in a spot or two
And fall right in the place you stand
Oh, that's what you must do
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
You ain't shit, ****
You ain't shit
Written by: Luccas Moises Perez
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