Rapsody & Hit-Boy — Asteroids: тексты песен, клипы и концерты

Rapsody & Hit-Boy

Asteroids

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Трек «Asteroids» вышел в 17 мая 2024 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «We Each Other, Inc., Jamla Records, under exclusive license to Roc Nation Records, LLC»)Please Don't Cry

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АльбомPlease Don't Cry

Дата релиза17 мая 2024 г.

ЛейблWe Each Other, Inc., Jamla Records, under exclusive license to Roc Nation Records, LLC

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Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM95

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Видео

Видео

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

Rapsody

Вокал

Hit-Boy

Вокал

МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Marlanna Evans

Автор песен

Chauncey Hollis

Chauncey Hollis

Автор песен

Dustin James Corbett

Dustin James Corbett

Автор песен

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Hit-Boy

Продюсер

Corbett

Продюсер

Marlanna Evans

Инженер звукозаписи

Eric Guerrero

Ассистент инженера звукозаписи

Victor Gaspar

Дополнительный инженер

Leslie Brathwaite

Leslie Brathwaite

Миксинг-инженер

Colin Leonard

Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]

First name Marlanna, last name Evans

Underappreciated, but I'm still the most respected

My insecurity is the fear of being rejected

When you this raw, they listen wit' an erection

**** pull the Drake before they rap about affection

There I go, hard to rap without a message

My biggest flex is I can stand on what I did

Never faked anything, the cars or how I lived

I ain't no millionaire, I ain't no bitch

Real **** don't shoot, they talk with they fists

Lose some, win some

Live another ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty

Ain't worth doing the bid, advice I give

How I'm underpaid when a motherfucker like me is nice like this?

Nobody write my shit

I should wake up in Jacob

Make what they make and drive a 4.6, that's crazy

[Chorus]

I went Roc Boy to Hot Boy, to Hit-Boy, them big boys

Y'all threw some rocks at me

I threw back asteroids

Y'all crazy, I'm crazy

[Verse 2]

I spit that, "Oh my God," shit to rearrange ya molars

This for the culture

This that rap shit, that rap shit underexposed to

Almost went M.I.A. on **** like Lauryn

Out the window like the Joker in the foreign, acting foreign

I finally went psycho

Jhené Aiko, it's gon be 2K

Only way these lil', lil', lil' brothers could ever play me

Industry plants, I eat 'em like Dr. Sebi

If I went basic, I'd be in the Wraith

If I had a dick, I'd be in the greatest debates

Call me, pick me, fuck y'all bitches like Lena Wathe

That's my pride-talking insecurities

I face scars like Omar coming

Nah, Rap back

Took bigger steps than Kodak

Pushed 'em off Everest, just to remind **** what my level is

Rap back, they don't pay me at the level that I rap at

Crazy, if they can't benefit off you, then they act shady

I thought most the love would come back from my ladies

'Bout sixty-forty, I'm just making observation

**** call it clout chasing when I mention JAY-Z

Fuck y'all, y'all just mad 'cause he don't know y'all

Maybe? Huh

[Chorus]

I went Roc Boy to Hot Boy, to Hit-Boy, them big boys

Y'all threw some rocks at me

I threw back asteroids

[Bridge]

Huh, no more noise from y'all ****

When you the sun you shine on all the Icarus'

Know my power, I know what my penmanship did

Drop so many jewels I couldn't even put 'em on wrist

That's the sacrifice when you this nice

They wanna dim your light (They tried to)

But never that (Never that)

Never that

[Outro]

I went Roc Boy to Hot Boy, to Hit-Boy, them big boys

Y'all threw some rocks at me

I threw back asteroids

Y'all crazy, I'm crazy

Written by: Chauncey A. Hollis, Dustin James Corbett, Marlanna Evans

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