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Vent Session
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Vent Session foi lançado em 23 de março de 2020 por 1867217 Records DK como parte do álbum 4938 - EP
Álbum4938 - EP
23 de março de 2020
Selo1867217 Records DK
IdiomaEnglish
BPM93
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Letra

I got real problems, really weighing on my shoulders
Everywhere I go, it feel like I'm dragging a fucking boulder
As days pass, I really feel my heart getting colder
I might bend, but won't break, cause I was raised as a soldier
I'm stiff from the shoulders, K rounds hit everything, including strollers
Life's a privilege, you can lose that shit at any moment
I'm on this block with sweepers like I'm a street cleaner
Funny how them heaters, ah ice a **** like deep freezers
Devil on my shoulders and I can't shake him
Man in the mirror been spazzing out and it feel like I can't save him
Bad news, the only thing a **** been hearing lately
So now, all I wanna hear is bodies dropping to the pavement
My pain, I can't explain it, just know that shit is real
Mind fucked up, I find joy from seeing blood spill
This different smoke, step in my shoes and see why it's hard to smile
You gon' wanna grab a rope and change the meaning of hanging out
I'm stuck in this small world, boxing with life
And I'm getting my ass kicked to be precise
What the fuck is going on, a **** really got demons in his system
So I gave up on fighting him and learned to work with him
So I kick doe, run in his crib with a bear face
Literally, the mask I had on looked like a bear face
I bear arms, clap tools and give his life a bear hug
Beating on this block with them sticks like a snare drum
I feel the pressure and it's hard to breathe
So much fake make it seem like authentic **** are dying breathe
And I'm usually not the one to preach
But these fake tough **** thinking they hard pump concrete till tires screetch
Yeah, it's me hanging out the window with a big pole
To throw a hundred shots through your front door
It's game time and on the hood, I'm running up the score
Nina, baby, only known for one thing and that's tagging toes
But this ain't shit but my venting session
Cause every time I try to throw my pain away, the devil intercept me
And shit really been getting crucial lately
Had to make my circle smaller cause I peep it what some **** faking
Shit got tough and my temper got shorter
Cause **** really start to dip when I got deep in that water
That's why I watch my own back, no questions asking
Cause when you dead, it's just you, ain't no bunk beds in that casket
Do you care whether you live or die?
Written by: MOBQ

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