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Palate
Hip-Hop/Rap
Palate was released on December 4, 2020 by EnSD as a part of the album I Feel Like 2
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Release DateDecember 4, 2020
LabelEnSD
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Duarte
Nathan Duarte
Songwriter

Lyrics

Palate
I got a whole different palate
Filled to the top of my chalice
I’m eating good in my palace, eh
Palate
You bitches can’t taste my palate
You think I say this out of callous
But you bitches provide no talent, yeah
Ballad
Sing me a motherfucking ballad
Bet y’all can’t find simple balance
Go to your wonderland, Alice, eh
Palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a
Taste test
Boiling beats for no pay cheque
Order groceries from my basement
Grilling up beef to go A-list
If I don’t wanna get drained, go in painless
No pan, I’m on straight shit
Simply amazing
Ideas can’t keep waiting
No thoughts at all much worse than being hated
No originality, a fucking fatality
Wack ass boy, no surprise a causality
Overloaded with calories, excess my reality
It’s in my anatomy, so why you keep asking me
How I write on a salary, on a 9 to 5
My minds on the honey but I’m outside the hive
You need another person to say you’re alive
While I already know I’m worth it, I’ll continue my stride
Palate
I got a whole different palate
Filled to the top of my chalice
I’m eating good in my palace, eh
Palate
You bitches can’t taste my palate
You think I say this out of callous
But you bitches provide no talent, yeah
Ballad
Sing me a motherfucking ballad
Bet y’all can’t find simple balance
Go to your wonderland, Alice, eh
Palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a
Raw dinner
I’ll cook that bitch to a winner
Compose that shit like Hans Zimmer
Straight to the point, got a quiver
I can do slow or go quicker
But you know I always deliver
Whether through desert or blizzard
Got that magic touch like a wizard
I got the juice even dead in a casket
More creative that you, bitch quit harassing
My ideas do not land where the cash is
I think I’m holding the flame like a matchstick
That will remain the same until I’m ashes
You fools can only hope that you’ll make classics
Look all the same, think that y’all drastic
Guess I’ll explain I’m enigmatic
Palate
I got a whole different palate
Filled to the top of my chalice
I’m eating good in my palace, eh
Palate
You bitches can’t taste my palate
You think I say this out of callous
But you bitches provide no talent, yeah
Ballad
Sing me a motherfucking ballad
Bet y’all can’t find simple balance
Go to your wonderland, Alice, eh
Palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a whole different palate
I got a whole different palate
Written by: Nathan Duarte
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