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ex nihlio
625
Hip-Hop
Utwór ex nihlio został wydany 18 kwietnia 2025 przez G59 Records jako część albumu via crucis
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Data wydania18 kwietnia 2025
WytwórniaG59 Records
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM59

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Carlos Perry
Carlos Perry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Demons takin' over me (you did good, $lick)
Go on another killin' spree (it's a Smash)
De-de-demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree (ay, ay)
De-de-demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree (ay, turn me up)
De-de-demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree
Yeah, came from nothin', so I don't think twice when I pull up, yeah, I'm stuntin' (let's go)
Northside, drive by, throwin' back gang signs, clappin' 'cause a young boy won it (Northside)
Granny seen the billboard, had to look real close, thought that her grandson wanted (say what?)
Rollin' on dubs, I'm off of them drugs, she catchin' dick like I slung it (say what?)
Too cold, wrist like a tundra (too cool), all the hos say I'm movin' different (they swerve)
Alabama, roll tide, sippin' Crimson (yeah, yeah), Baton Rouge, cup purple, I'm Tris'n
Left a bitch dumbfounded from Princeton, all my opps found dead like Clinton (bop, bop, bop)
Do the Lord's work, turn a ho Christian, can't see me, like they all lack vision (whoa)
Can't see me, dawg, I'm too different, and these motherfuckers at best they average (go, go, go, go, go), ay
Sold out arenas and brought the whole team up, my name should be up in the rafters (turn me up)
Feel like Gilbert Arenas, I snuck in the Nina, gon' pull this bitch out if a have to (go, grrt)
Make America gray again, fuck it I'm claimin' it, boy we the underground MAGA (whoa)
Add up all these producers and all of these rappers, it still wouldn't equal me after (oh)
Make a bitch wide-eyed, sippin' on cyanide, ho, I ain't dead, I'm duckin' (I'm duckin', grrt)
They pissed, I'm shruggin', give a fuck 'bout nothin', got rich, and I'm still out thuggin' (I'm thuggin')
They shit, I'm flushin', her pussy I'm rubbin', fuck opps it's like I'm puffin'
Yeah, came from nothin' so I don't think twice before I pull up, yeah, I'm stuntin'
Northside, drive by, throwin' back gang signs, clappin' 'cause a young boy won it (let's go)
Granny seen the billboard, had to look real close, thought that her grandson wanted (Northside)
Rollin' on dubs, I'm off of them drugs, she catchin' dick like I slung it (what? What?)
Too cold, wrist like a tundra, all the hos say I'm movin' different (like wha')
Alabama, roll tide, sippin' Crimson (brrt), Baton Rouge, cup purple, I'm Tris'n (ay, swerve)
Left a bitch dumbfounded from Princeton (yeah, yeah), all my opps found dead like Clinton
Do the Lord's work, turn a ho Christian, can't see me like they all lack vision (bop, bop, bop)
Can't see me, dawg, I'm too different, and these motherfuckers at best they average
Demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree
De-de-demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree
De-de-demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree
De-de-demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree
Written by: Bari Wagerman Eiseman, Carlos Perry, Scott Anthony Arceneaux, Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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