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Wild West
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wild West 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
BPM89

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Duarte
Nathan Duarte
Songwriter

Lyrics

Riding by myself, I don’t where I wanna be
Sometimes I talk to others but then we be arguing
I’m not good at small talk and I suck at bartering
So I tend to stay away, everybody far from me
It gets a little crazy, but that’s only partially
I’ve been working on my vision, know that can be hard to see
Cuts around my arms and legs, you’d think that it’s carpentry
But if you look under my skin, there you’ll find mahogany
All over the world, there be those that hardly breathe
Hunting for the weaklings, cause it’s easy targeting
From a baby to an elder, won’t forgo a robbery
Inflicting all this pain for minor economy
Cod, salmon, all the fish are being caught to eat
Lots never had the chance of ever being taught to read
In a dead end, tryna pray away the poverty
Or they plan to pay off debt by winning the lottery
Welcome to the wild, welcome to the wild west
Cats clawing my back and dogs are aiming for my neck
Viper in my boot, a bandit’s bullet in my head
Coyotes steal my loot, vultures pick whatever’s left
Welcome to the wild, welcome to the wild west
Cats clawing my back and dogs are aiming for my neck
Viper in my boot, a bandit’s bullet in my head
Coyotes steal my loot, vultures pick whatever’s left
Either make it or your breaking, all I see are broken faces
Real complacent with no patience its creating irritation
Life is wasted can’t afford the payment of a full sensation
Miscommunication from what I think I’m doing and what happens in layman’s
Always wanting more and never need enough
Playing chemistry, I’m filling needles up
Falling for the crumbs, it’s a seagull’s love
Get in the middle of my bread, got the eagle stuffed
Something weird control my body, I ain’t talking Kokoro
Hounding for the psychedelics, my homies be smoking dope
Look another overdose, another ferret choking rope
Or choking though, I can’t see the red through all the coke and blow
I can’t hear the crickets through my silence
Loot in my pockets through my violence, yeah
Become an obstacle, you’ll be silenced
I’m the sheriff of my own island, yeah
Welcome to the wild, welcome to the wild west
Cats clawing my back and dogs are aiming for my neck
Viper in my boot, a bandit’s bullet in my head
Coyotes steal my loot, vultures pick whatever’s left
Welcome to the wild, welcome to the wild west
Cats clawing my back and dogs are aiming for my neck
Viper in my boot, a bandit’s bullet in my head
Coyotes steal my loot, vultures pick whatever’s left
Written by: Nathan Duarte
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