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Tombstone
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Tombstone was released on May 26, 2018 by Gringo the MC as a part of the album Tendencies
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Release DateMay 26, 2018
LabelGringo the MC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gringo the MC
Gringo the MC
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael James Aufenkamp
Michael James Aufenkamp
Songwriter

Lyrics

Somehow I found hope in a hopeless place
Now I don't really care what a broke bitch say
And I don't leave the crib if I don't get paid
Gotta watch your back when they know your face
Know your place, gotta know your worth
I need my deposit or my phone don't work
Ridin' on the side of town the show burns fast
And the money only lasts 'til they figure out you have it
Young hibachi, got the ginger, got the other sauce
Pull up season got the DM's doing somersaults
Kinda Crazy, where those bitches, I'm in love with ya'll
Every show they sing it with me like it's Wonderwall
Everybody only get one better get to living your life
Everybody wrong until they dead and then they were right
Kind of wanna die but shit that's just what I deserve right
Everybody wrong until they dead and then they were right
You know how to make it better
And you know how to make it worse
If we can feel the pain together
Then why can't we explain the hurt?
I just want the world in my hands and my tombstone
Now they understand, but the plan's nothing new though
Watch out for the masks and the bags with the fools gold
You shoulda knew though, it's only sad 'cause it's true though
I'm driving like I'm eighty-fucking-five
Got a warrant so I wore the camoflauge
Now there's parts of town that I would rather Dodge
All my Tendencies been eating me alive
Back in town to visit mama so I had to wild out
I was right about it all and now I'm finally finding out
I' be lying if I said I never had the slightest doubt
Now I feel like God himself could never put the fire out
By the way, forgot to thank you for the motherfucking South side!
Free all of the homies, they ain't do it, let them outside
Everybody eating so make sure this goes around twice
And we got the ice cream, bitch you eating cow pies!
I just want the world in my hands and my tombstone
Now they understand, but the plan's nothing new though
Watch out for the masks and the bags with the fools gold
You shoulda knew though, it's only sad 'cause it's true though
I'm driving like I'm eighty-fucking-five
Got a warrant so I wore the camoflauge
Now there's parts of town that I would rather Dodge
All my Tendencies been eating me alive
Written by: Michael James Aufenkamp
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