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Ritual
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ritual was released on July 20, 2022 by Self Sustained Idiots as a part of the album What Are You Waiting For?
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Release DateJuly 20, 2022
LabelSelf Sustained Idiots
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garret O'Neal
Garret O'Neal
Songwriter
Brenden O'Neal
Brenden O'Neal
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PHYZ1CK
PHYZ1CK
Producer

Lyrics

Gassed up, gripping the mic, it's what I like
As a pacifist, how do I fight when bitches trifling
Inquiring God on the answers to my nightmares
Said, if you're tryna fight Hell, can't fight fair
Like I'd care if you compare me to someone else
Competition don't scare me
I'm fairly certain that I ain't working for anyone to declare me
The number one king of T-town
I barely pop out of my house, bitch I'm introverted
Habits from the past back with old curses
Lust and mistrust always keep me at my worst
To top it all off, I've still felt lost in my fragmented mind
On a never-ending search for purpose
But something tells me that its nothing well needed
Until I know that I've earned it
It's hurting me knowing that I've wasted
Countless chances to pursue this
What the fuck made me nervous
Not shit, not shit, not shit
Push start to launch, I'm ready
Wit sharp, tongue like machete
And I keep that blade real steady
It will spill blood if you let me
It's messy when I tear it up
Indiana Jones flow, 'cause when the rhymes go
Know I grab the idol from a rival and embarrass 'em
Without even stepping foot outside
No, I ain't even starting shit, but
If it's bars we're talking 'bout
And not the xanax you been popping
It's the syntax I've been dropping
Making dope shit's all I wanted
And I mother fucking got it
I dislike people, doing shows, could live without it
If it meant I lived through these songs, and you'd never doubt it
Yeah, never doubt it
Biggest lie ever told is you could fill either of our shoes
One time for S-S-I
No replacing these faces, shaped from the mold
As I break it down, you better leave me space
A little bit of elbow room, or I'll build you a tomb
I ain't tryna fucking breath the same air
Don't be beside me, or I'll be the heat
Travis Meyer's talking 'bout on TV, that's a heat advisory
Don't bow or admire me
Just listen to my speech
Let your intuition preach whatever I'm missing, and inspire me
Be the light to my dark, right beside me
Don't try to fill shoes, be your own individual
Go ahead and run it back, and we'll make it habitual
That's the riual
Written by: Brenden O'Neal, Garret O'Neal
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