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Longcut
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Longcut was released on July 18, 2019 by ACal as a part of the album War
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AlbumWar
Release DateJuly 18, 2019
LabelACal
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Calhoun
Adam Calhoun
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Calhoun
Adam Calhoun
Songwriter
Bryan Thomas Patterson
Bryan Thomas Patterson
Songwriter
Justin Thomas Adams
Justin Thomas Adams
Songwriter
Matthew David Jones
Matthew David Jones
Songwriter
Ty Weathers
Ty Weathers
Songwriter

Lyrics

You pissed off, comin' at the jaw
Callin' out all the imposters set 'em up to watch 'em fall
Even if you had a second chance you would stall
I'm strikin' like a viper while you barkin' like a dog (Hey)
Woah-oh I seen it rough
I was dealt the aces, back to basics, I'ma call the bluff
Woah-oh have you had enough?
Dealt across the waist, in your face, come and get you some
It's been a hell of a road, still got a long way to go
I remember standin' outside lookin' through the window (Window)
Out in the cold, rain, sleet, hail, snow
Workin' like a slave just to get a little gold
Now I'm out and I'm rich, I ain't got time for no bitch
I ain't even got a minute for you pussies talkin' shit
When it's all said and done I'ma be the one
And you just gon' be lookin' down the barrel of my gun
Click bang motherfuckers, I came with my brothers
You came with some suckers and like to bang they cousins
I got rifles be the dozens, I got ammo by the buckets
All you got is rusty trucks stuck in the mud pit, huh
You pissed off, comin' at the jaw
Callin' out all the imposters set 'em up to watch 'em fall
Even if you had a second chance you would stall
I'm strikin' like a viper while you barkin' like a dog (Hey)
Woah-oh I seen it rough
I was dealt the aces, back to basics, I'ma call the bluff
Woah-oh have you had enough?
Dealt across the waist, in your face, come and get you some
It's been a hell of a road, still got a long way to go
I've seen the highest of highs, felt the lowest of lows
Out in the cold, rain, sleet, hail, snow
Now I'm a made man better give me what you owe
Oh, what you thought I was just gonna go?
Out the door without comin' for your throat
In my scope bustin' shots at you
Woah-oh-oh
Get smoked like them boys from Cypress Hill
Say I won't, bet I will, hope you fuckers wrote your will
Who's tryna get killed? I forgot to take my pills
Step up get your feel, left hook to your grill
You pissed off, comin' at the jaw
Callin' out all the imposters set 'em up to watch 'em fall
Even if you had a second chance you would stall
I'm strikin' like a viper while you barkin' like a dog (Hey)
Woah-oh I seen it rough
I was dealt the aces, back to basics, I'ma call the bluff
Woah-oh have you had enough?
Dealt across the waist, in your face, come and get you some
Written by: Adam Bradley Calhoun
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