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Shell
2.524
Hip-Hop/Rap
Shell foi lançado em 10 de maio de 2024 por Preach Records como parte do álbum S.n.S
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ÁlbumS.n.S
Data de lançamento10 de maio de 2024
SeloPreach Records
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM119

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Bando.
Bando.
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Composição
Miles Franklin
Miles Franklin
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Super Miles
Super Miles
Produção
Vzn
Vzn
Produção
Darius Rameshni
Darius Rameshni
Produção
Daz Dillinger
Daz Dillinger
Produção
Chad "KM" Kitchens
Chad "KM" Kitchens
Engenharia (mixagem)
Demetrius Lewis II
Demetrius Lewis II
Engenharia (masterização)
Javon "G4000" Gant-Graham
Javon "G4000" Gant-Graham
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

Alright
Uh, uh, yea
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, the pack man coming back
Southside quarterback
Quarter brick, quarter ounce, juice man
All of that
36 Lynn Road, Tre side on the map
On the guys he done been on the road runnin’ laps
Audemars dreams make no time for Z’s
Roadman energy, more time for P’s
See I learned early, stack it lowkey
Yea these **** big steppers ‘til they hit the wrong feet
Yea, learn ‘em up quickly, ain’t it?
We went from the bottom to the big leagues, ain’t it?
Said she wan’ ride like a 10-speed
Hoe you used to diss me
Bet I’m still 10 feet in it
Look at him, growing through the trauma
Sowing oats in spite, the fuck you callin’ toxic?
Tell the poltergeist stop fuckin’ up the ambience
Here for the nonsense, damn what a conscience
Damn where the time went?
We just in a process for real
I can’t even tell you how we got here for real
All we know is get money the object
And don’t fuck with the progress or you might get your ass whipped
Now you in a mood, better move like a mountain
Came up with some dudes who gon’ move with no caution
I was tryna keep it low, tryna keep it calm
But the cycle of the rival gon’ forever keep it dark
Let me spark one
This shit make me lose my breath
I think I might lose my head
That result of disrespect, molded out of fear of threat
I wake up covered in sweat
I see angels, I see death
It can’t be time for me yet
Hope I don’t drown in regret
Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that,
Fuck that, we off the leash
Everybody outside, everybody eat
Everybody opped-up, we on the beef
All that shit is lookin’ like Beyond to me
Boy these **** Shep like Leon
A whole step beyond
A warrior, til his ass went out like Cleon
The story of the minutemen, militant response
To any and everything you could ever disagree on
Yea, the plot get thicker, the block get lit up
Your dawgs gon’ spin it, we all gon’ spin it
The conflict spinnin’ like a 5-inch
Homie said he compact dissin’
It’s a way of life, **** fall when they slippin’
Dim your whole light playing God with the living
On the inside, pray to God for forgiveness
Cause the cycle of this life done made it hard on a ****
This shit make me lose my breath
I think I might lose my head
That result of disrespect, molded out of fear of threat
I wake up covered in sweat
I see angels, I see death
It can’t be time for me yet
Hope I don’t drown in regret
Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that
Written by: Anderson .Paak, Miles Franklin
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