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Tragedy
3
West Coast Rap
Tragedy foi lançado em 16 de junho de 2023 por EDM Records como parte do álbum The Ripple Effect (Sincerely, XO)
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Data de lançamento16 de junho de 2023
SeloEDM Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM84

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
XOLUVATAKE
XOLUVATAKE
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
becker ibrahim
becker ibrahim
Composição

Letra

Sitting thinking conversations,
now who the one you talking to?
Tragedies been passing me,
gettin’ by with what you have.
Heart right now cold,
Thinking that’s on my soul
and I don’t even really know
I’m asking and I gotta know.
Gotta the stanza running after me
Hoes you can’t keep on track with these
I’m moving like I’m on a mission,
Brothers askin' “Where I Be?”
Demons running after me,
my time will go on second half,
my silence is on my ass.
An option still got problems
I had a choice and I lost it,
you tell me you can’t go farther,
cause nothin else was your calling.
A product of my faults,
my rights won’t beat my wrongs
I’m praying up to Allah,
ask him “Why?” I don’t know how.
I don’t know I can’t hold it back,
24/7 busting my ass,
this conversation work in the basement
I’ve been going super sayin shit
I can feel it in my brain since
I might go and slit a razor,
looking right in the mirror,
clouds around me falling fading.
I’ve been falling into darkness,
crying and I feel the sorry since,
in a minute,
I’ve been feeling, soul forgiveness.
When you say that you listening,
cut my old ways.
Feel it with my pain,
and the heart it don’t play.
For the past and the pencil now I’m gonna pray.
About all the peoples who be fighting they battles.
They never understand it it’s the trials that follow.
Think you better than the other man you looking to follow.
See my face, in the mirror, and I think that it’s awful.
It’s been written all the dice they been rolls and it rumbles,
and I been getting all my shit,
wanna go spit it like one take,
gonna go spit that shit I rip that quick
and you cannot miss,
where my heart don’t itch,
but the pills don’t miss,
split the zac,
with the brew,
to the back room,
and the bag of the shrooms,
mind passing the blues,
click clack with a boom,
think I called in with the pills don’t move.
Can’t hook that shit,
I don’t love that bitch.
No more two face,
no money don’t miss
on the shit.
Wanna go rip that shit off the top go get it,
I’ve been feeling like a super menace,
yeah going, acapella.
Written by: becker ibrahim
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