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Black Sheet
Hip-Hop/Rap
Black Sheet was released on November 4, 2022 by U.A.G RECORDS as a part of the album Black Sheet - Single
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Release DateNovember 4, 2022
LabelU.A.G RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Guy
Anthony Guy
Songwriter
Umar Childs
Umar Childs
Songwriter

Lyrics

For the **** who doubted me I'm a keep it brief
For the **** who rock with me
Let me see you reach
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
For the **** who doubted me I'm a keep it brief
For the **** who rock with me
Let me see you reach
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya mother fucking hands up
This for my ****
Special delivery
On some real shit
Im throwing them jabs lyrically
Respectfully
I've been too nice
Gave you a little taste
It's my time now pop the lock for keep sakes
I opened up the safe
Gave you D.G.A
When I spoke to R;sen I pulled down the night shade
Not holding back any longer
Giving you that arm and hammer
Baked the cake
Where's my fork at
Time for a slaughter
I mirrored the god
Trippy shit sonder bars
When I told you listen up
Aiming for all you stars
Started my own merch
So I e lined the profit
Coming real soon
For you vendors Ima top it
Sticking to the topic
Keep bringing you that hot shit
When I spit these verses understand the
Logic
Gave you the rope chose wisely what you do with it
I'm down at the base
So I'm camping out you lyricist
For the **** who doubted me I'm a keep it brief
For the **** who rock with me
Let me see you reach
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
For the **** who doubted me I'm a keep it brief
For the **** who rock with me
Let me see you reach
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya mother fucking hands up
This verse around i'm a keep it more subtle
Outta respect for you **** I'm ready to rumble
Fuck am I talking bout you **** is not ready
I kept it on the low
Bee bop but I kept the rock steady
This not a diss song
This is a real song
Up rooting you ****
I'm talking to Farrah Khan
Hit 'em with that era era
Listen to the words that I speak
Some dope ass mentors
But I'm ready to teach
Something like Houdini
Card tricks
Jaygatsby
Good shit my dude
Now you taking a blast from me
The friendly competition
Just to get your attention
I'm loving all my brothers
So I'm sticking to the vision
A lot of **** doubted me
When I joined this movement
You didn't have tell me I study ya moves quick
Mixed it up a little
Became a monster with it
When I'm done it's a wrap
Show you how sick I get
I'm not finished
Fuck a hook
Got more things to stay
If you don't like what you hear
I don't give a shit anyway
A million miles from the stars
When I'm spitting
Billion Barz
Grabbed the mic
Inhaled it
Blowing out the charge
I was raised in a state
Where **** come correct
Show some respect
No lines
Cause you're next
On some real shit I love where I reside
34 years young so you know I'm coming
From that east side
For the **** who doubted me I'm a keep it brief
For the **** who rock with me
Let me see you reach
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
For the **** who doubted me I'm a keep it brief
For the **** who rock with me
Let me see you reach
Put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Put ya mother fucking hands up
Written by: Anthony Guy, Umar Childs
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