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One Eighty
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Christian Rap
One Eighty foi lançado em 30 de maio de 2025 por Realtalk Records como parte do álbum Homerun
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ÁlbumHomerun
Data de lançamento30 de maio de 2025
SeloRealtalk Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM72

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
R.E.A.L
R.E.A.L
Rap
Sevin
Sevin
Interpretação
IV Conerly
IV Conerly
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Niels Petersen
Niels Petersen
Composição
Marques Adams
Marques Adams
Composição
Ivey Charles Conerly
Ivey Charles Conerly
Composição
Luca Pump
Luca Pump
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Lucasio
Lucasio
Produção

Letra

Hit stick in tha waiste band, From tha waiste land, Goin skitzo
64z that ll hop n lean, And hydroxizine makes a brick grow
Blood gang wut i live fo, Slugs rain when my sig blow
That torch flame like a camp fire, Went vampire when they hit bro
Betta fly thru if u slide thru, git swiss cheese tryna dip slow
Gotta lust for tryna up score, eva bust yours til tha tip glow?
Neva knew what I neva knew, no blue dawg couldn't get a clue
Feddy getta mista bet he check her, heavy steppa, metal shoe
Stuck ina dead end fulla dead friends and federal cells
Addicted to devilish thrills & Medical pills, headed for hell
Then Gods Spirit came and my fear and pain got healed
Jesus Christ brought me to life i received his light when I kneeled. Lets MOB
I know that I wouldn't of save me
but look at the grace that He gave me
should've been pushing up daisies
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
now look what I do on the daily
yeah and it still is amazin
livin my life in 180
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Mein Familienname hat nicht viel zu sagen, hab Respekt bekomm auf mein eignen Eiern
aktiv auf Straßen auch bei Minusgraden, maskiert in schwarz so wie Micheal Myers
die Zivifahnder in dem Lieferwagen, ham mich wissen lassen, dass die Zeit bald reif war
Mindset war, lieber sterb ich als Rabe im Käfig statt als Pleitegeier
schon Kilos gepusht, da war Schröder noch Kanzler, immer auf Fang, hatte Köder wie Angler
ich war ein Jäger und Sammler, um mich herum nur Hyänen und Schlangen
Crashkurs wie man Crack kocht und ich beam sie zum Mond
in Bestform mit paar Escorts in ner Suite voll auf Koks
vollkomm' lost in diesem White Stuff, von nem Boss in einer Kleinstadt
zum Mittelsmann Kolumbianischer Banden und Mobstern aus dem Balkan
doch als Gott mir seinen Geist gab, wurd mir Hoffnung geschenkt
aus Verdammnis wird ewiges Leben, denn Gott wurd zum Mensch
I know that I wouldn't of save me
but look at the grace that He gave me
should've been pushing up daisies
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
now look what I do on the daily
yeah and it still is amazin
livin my life in 180
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Written by: Ivey Charles Conerly, Luca Pump, Marques Adams, Niels Petersen
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