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THREE. TIME. SON.
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Hip-Hop/Rap
THREE. TIME. SON. was released on September 5, 2022 by Electa Recordings Inc. as a part of the album THREE. TIME. SON. - Single
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Release DateSeptember 5, 2022
LabelElecta Recordings Inc.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
IssueHigh
IssueHigh
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tajuddin A Mclaughlin
Tajuddin A Mclaughlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SDS Overfiend
SDS Overfiend
Producer
SVB Productions
SVB Productions
Engineer

Lyrics

Momma said be in the crib you better beat the street lights
My father told me stay and grind so you can get your mind right
Demarcus I really need you to know that life ain't a dream real
**** dying every day, Moving weight for the team
Fucking up communities everyday when we selling to fiends
I know it's sad but if I don't how the family eat
Dad you know I only care bout writing rhymes
Little Demarcus be flowing so he can fight the time
Flowing specifically acidic **** lemon limes
I know we don't got everything but we live life just fine
Dad please move your weight carеfully
So you don't do no time cause that'll be a scarcity
No fathеr in the home how you gone care for me
Being the man of the home that's mental fear for me
See that's that situation when you know your life getting real
My father looked at me to be honest that shit game me chills
Then he started moving weight I know he did it for thrills
And now I'm writing these rhymes so I can pay a few bills
The Brooklyn night lights my demons tryna blindsight
They knocking on the door I can't wake up I'm taking too flight
Uhh insomnia is killing me I know I got a few flaws
**** will rain on my parade cause life they living is poor
And everyday they waking up they know that shit is a chore
Walking through the pain it really breaks their heart to the core
Momma said be in the crib you better beat the street lights
My father told me stay and grind so you can get your mind right
Real **** dying everyday they never see the sunlight that's why I'm
Praying for you son So you can live the good life
Momma said be in the crib you better beat the street lights
My father told me stay and grind so you can get your mind right
Written by: Tajuddin A Mclaughlin
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