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A Fool's Notes
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
A Fool's Notes foi lançado em 22 de julho de 2022 por Susso Studios como parte do álbum Colours
album cover
ÁlbumColours
Data de lançamento22 de julho de 2022
EditoraSusso Studios
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM71

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Susso
Susso
Lead Vocals, Background Vocals
Metal Pillow
Metal Pillow
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Susso
Susso
Songwriter
Metal Pillow
Metal Pillow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Susso
Susso
Producer
Metal Pillow
Metal Pillow
Producer, Vocal Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer

Letra

Uh, a man in my condition, ain't got a pot to piss in
Ain't got a lot but wishin
Ain't know a lot but listen, I've learned a lot in minutes
I earned the top position
I hurt a lotta women cause that liquor talks within him
Them liquor drops hit different
Them lonely nights, won't miss em
The blurry nights still glisten
The only time i'm witcha, is when you got me trippin
Control my temper, maneuver through all this wicked shit please dont lose ya grip, kid!
Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated
Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated
Never been direct I been obsessed with self expression
Never wrote my wrongs thats why I never come correct
Shit done hit the fan, you'd think I suffer to some extent
Except, ima boss, and im hardly ever fazed
Now they'll start to circle round when I start to take my shape
Lemme introduce myself, and dont forget this name
Susso, coolest flow, but he fuming like a flame
Call the city, call the doctors don't you let him get away he's a headcase!!!
(That motherfucker crazy!)
Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated
Brought the roof down so we took it to the basement
Run it, run it back i'm addicted to the praises
Shootin for the stars but my pupils dilated
Hall of fame aim, get my face gold plated
Written by: Metal Pillow, Susso
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