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Smithsonian
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Smithsonian został wydany 1 stycznia 2026 przez Flat Mic Records jako część albumu TK'S LAW: REVOLUTION - EP
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Data wydania1 stycznia 2026
WytwórniaFlat Mic Records
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM130

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nelson Maurice Fuqua
Nelson Maurice Fuqua
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nelson Maurice Fuqua
Nelson Maurice Fuqua
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nelson Maurice Fuqua
Nelson Maurice Fuqua
Producer

Tekst Utworu

We love you, TK
Huh, huh
Ok, ok, ok
There goes TK once again
Back on his multi-dollar shit
His once upon a time hit
Can he reach certified gold, certified platinum
Can he even reach diamond
Just off this one album
No drugs or guns
No having fun
He pushed me to the limit
Now go ahead pass me some rum
That Vodka, Whiskey
Tequila, Brandy
Wash it all down with a Sprite
It comes in handy, ay
People hatin' and flockin' like a flock birds
Waka Flocka that ****, till that **** hurts
Nothings nice
He's rolling dice
Making sure he hit snake eyes
Just to catch 'em ripe
I'm not a sugarcoater
But I sure did coat her
Wrapped her in a Moncler jacket
So she don't get colder
****, gettin' mad because I seen some action
****, I carry truth, so don't get caught up lackin'
How can you be united with separate states
Sent out the cavalry and Armageddon, just to prove a point
It doesn't make sense
But it makes that dough
No matter who kills
They don't hand out fucks, ho
No answers, truth, or Opinions
Bitch, I'll bomb ass without hesitation
Like Uncle, like son
He was on the run
Caught him red-blue handed
But he showed us no fucking love
Collecting memories each passing day
I feel like I'm an overthinker, so no time to play
'55, its nothing right
Killed him broad day
In the river the next night
Not glorifying
I'm amplifying
That low noise to keep us from protesting and keep us from lying
I'm giving anecdotes, but there's no antidotes
So how can we come together to patch this gapping hole?
1, 2, 3, 4
How many tracks can I roll?
5, 6, 7, 8
Can we all bow down and appreciate
1, 2, 3, 4
How many stars can they show
5, 6, 7, 8
Lets wind down and get this straight
All they show are the numbers
Get back up there's a problem
Let me set the record straight
Let me get this out the way
All they show are the numbers
Get back up there's a problem
Let me set the record straight
Let me get this out the way
The dollar drops
It hit the floor
It doesn't stop
Her body rocks
While all the men stare to watch
Can she get an opinion
Worked all day to make it to the big ones
Her racks to the ceiling
Called the big man
You'll never catch him lyin'
They do this all the time
Spending all their money just to
Make it to the next right
How am I in debt
Watching from the outside
I was in for the night
They don't give a fuck
Through in three bodies just to call it good luck
Rage against the machine
Nah, I think its rage for the machine
Now I want to see you do that
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
They want to see you work it
So bring it to the nation, now
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
They might drop you for another
But you might make it to big brother, now
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
To learn to stay together
You must learn to live together
Written by: Nelson Maurice Fuqua
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