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Defibrillator
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Alternative Rap
Defibrillator was released on March 2, 2022 by Picked Last as a part of the album City of Fever
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Release DateMarch 2, 2022
LabelPicked Last
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
3K
3K
Performer
Ahmed Eissa, Richard Truong, Adrian Er
Ahmed Eissa, Richard Truong, Adrian Er
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ahmed Eissa, Richard Truong, Adrian Er
Ahmed Eissa, Richard Truong, Adrian Er
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benny Lago
Benny Lago
Producer
Connor Barkhouse
Connor Barkhouse
Mastering Engineer
Jamo Beatz
Jamo Beatz
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Why you break me up
Don't it get too draining
For you
This bop way too hot
Get you faded to this
Girl
Imma get you down
Black Mercedes
If I ball
Out
Me and all the brothers
Tryna get it out the
Dog pound
Come round
Beema barking off loud
Parked out
Front house in the dark now
Yeah Out south
Type of city give your head doubt
I see no
thundercloud
Hop Into the merc I'm out
Hop into the merc
Pray that the new shit be shiny
Cause I had enough of the dirt
My new girl she slimey up on me
Move quick I ain't here to get hurt
here to get diamonds and records
Waste no time no extra
Money go flip like skateboard
Opp get cut with a broadsword if
He fucking with the man no akon
But
It Don't matter in the shake down
It don't matter if we break down
It don't matter in the shake down
It don't matter if we break down
It don't matter in the shake down
It don't matter if we yeah yeah
Why these things on me
Always pick my mind
I can't Rest In Peace
Spending all my time
You got special needs
I came from the west
So don't trick on me
You not kelis
Riding the peak, lost something that I need
Hopped in another, no bother for me
Honey know I can't handle defeat
So why the fuck u tryna play with a king
Times 3
Freezing ass of outside
Poltergeist inside the ride he telling me to hide my shit
While I dine with the evil witch
Now how easy to manage without all the clout demons around me
And shawty she bad
She bad she bad
But I don't need no mamacita
The bull is still raging like Martin Scorsese I fumble the bag then go pick it up
Say sayonara to all of these feelings when I'm pulling up in a benz truck
Walking out the house man this shit don't feel the same
Drinkin at the park alone wondering who to blame Is it me?
Is it you? Is it all the times I promised that I wouldn't lie to you?
I'm scarred and lost myself tryin to figure things out
Overtime at the graveyard to bury all these doubts
Just speak your mind,
beauty defined, I
'll take you in and when it rains wherever you are I'll be there to make it shine
Why you break me up
Don't it get too draining
For you
This bop way too hot
Get you faded to this
Girl
Imma get you down
Black Mercedes
If I ball
Out
Me and all the brothers
Tryna get it out the
Dog pound
Come round
Beema barking off loud
Parked out
Front house in the dark now
Yeah Out south
Type of city give your head doubt
I see no
thundercloud
Hop Into the merc I'm out
Written by: Ahmed Eissa, Richard Truong, Adrian Er
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