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Split-Screen
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Alternative Rap
Трек «Split-Screen» вышел в 21 июля 2023 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Paris Texas LLC»)MID AIR
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АльбомMID AIR
Дата релиза21 июля 2023 г.
ЛейблParis Texas LLC
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BPM67

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Felix
Felix
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Louie Pastel
Louie Pastel
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Dilip Venkatesh
Dilip Venkatesh
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Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
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Adrian Waller
Adrian Waller
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Olawale Onayemi
Olawale Onayemi
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Paris Texas
Paris Texas
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Dilip
Dilip
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Слова

[Chorus]
We had to take a lil' while with this shit, had to figure it out
Bet you gon' fold under pressure, lil' boy, when them figures is out
Fuck all that rock shit, my ****, we lettin' this **** shit out
Why would I hear any back talk when I got my dick in her mouth?
[Verse 1]
In school I was made fun of
For the way I talk my grammar
I'm Afrikan, like Bambaattaa
Bet they all love hearin' me now
Bet them same ones lovin' our sound
Stayin' at home was a problem
I was playin' games, runnin' thru albums
Meanwhile, my grades would suffer
Did that shit for a whole summer
Know my parents thought that was a bummer
And I might catch Salmonella
All this chicken that I touch, ooh, raw
And some women that I fucked, too raw
**** wanna play a game, I saw
Now it's blood all over these walls
In my past life I was a Otter
Way I backstroke in that water
Overseas "Hey pardon, my manners"
This shit magic, part of my mana
The swag, they steal like armor
Got blues around my collar
But I still feel I gotta work harder
[Chorus]
We had to take a lil' while with this shit, had to figure it out
Bet you gon' fold under pressure, lil' boy, when them figures is out
Fuck all that rock shit, my ****, we lettin' this **** shit out
Why would I hear any back talk when I got my dick in her mouth?
[Verse 2]
Bottles on bottles on bottles on bottles, I fucked up my kidney
You talkin' that bullshit, my ****, my ****, you cannot get rid me
I cannot fuck with them **** no more, them **** is iffy
I do not fuck with one hundred no more, better keep it one fifty
I had no roof over my head, don't believe in ceilings
Had to plot in silence, **** couldn't hear this villain
Walked up in the building, had one hand up on my phallus
Walked up in the building, treat this bitch like it's my palace
Better come near me with good intentions, not no malice
Trust me, I know **** that bang harder than a mallet
Gave my bitch some shrooms and now she startin' to feel like Alice
Trippin' on me easy just because she think I'm valid
[Chorus]
We had to take a lil' while with this shit, had to figure it out
Bet you gon' fold under pressure, lil' boy, when them figures is out
Fuck all that rock shit, my ****, we lettin' this **** shit out
Why would I hear any back talk when I got my dick in her mouth?
Written by: Dilip Venkatesh, Paris Texas, Romil Hemnani
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