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Aware (feat. Marika Hackman)

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Aware (feat. Marika Hackman) was released on November 30, 2017 by Transgressive Records Ltd T/A Paradyse Records as a part of the album Aware, The Mixtape.

Song Details

AlbumAware, The Mixtape.

Release DateNovember 30, 2017

LabelTransgressive Records Ltd T/A Paradyse Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM72

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Benny Mails

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Marika Hackman

Composer

Benjamin Leo Campbell Mailing

Benjamin Leo Campbell Mailing

Composer

Josh Crocker

Composer

Tom Henry

Composer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Six shots of Vodka right before The Phantom of The Opera

I mix the quinoa with the okra whip like Jamie Oliver

Don't try to lock me up, I'll pop your nut and kill the coroner

This land of cops and robbers, anthropologists and philosophers

I pick up the pad and I document

Between the fam and the foreigners

The roadside archeologists

Spray the bars for fans and followers

I chose the life of cosy

The only life that chose me

I can't be arsed for stress, I'll rass the sess and bless my broski

So pass the grass before I spit a bar that turns the shards of glass that scars your arse

The darker path is what I chose to walk

I say it last but play it first

But in the past I lay the verse

Today I'm here to let you know these man are mostly talk

I'm power wrapped inside my skin

And there's a heart inside my head

It's a pounding, rash, impetuous thing

And when I'm lying in my bed she comes to me

Blindfold, nice to meet you, I'm the maestro

I came unqualified and I still do this with my eyes closed

You smell me, I'm always mighty healthy

I faced the ghost alone and there ain't shit that you can't tell me

Tell me something that I don't know

Gentrify your postcode

Blend it up for better cuz let's make it look Rococo

You're a yes man, blessed man, guess man's home

It's jut us man, luck man, that's all we know

I'm power wrapped inside my skin

And there's a heart inside my head

It's a pounding, rash, impetuous thing

And when I'm lying in my bed she comes to me

An imaginary dream

Moving along

And I care who I should be

I'm the smoggy respirator

Clean as the air that you inhale in your tube escalator

But I need that extra vapour

Yo I'm that overground speculator

Lost and found regulator

Underground, text you later

Pull out a chair to watch me act as if I care for your preparation

I dare you ever try and emulate it

You're probably hating, no paper, I'm fragrant

Porsche game spaceship with a dumb acceleration

I'm lost in paradise in a fact-or-fiction fight

With love in this arrangement the escapism's sublime

The sunset and the sky

The shimmer and the shine

Rip and tide, river Thames is where I live my life, like, like

I'm power wrapped inside my skin

And there's a heart inside my head

It's a pounding, rash, impetuous thing

And when I'm lying in my bed she comes to me

An imaginary dream

Moving along

And I care who I should be

Written by: Benjamin Leo Campbell Mailing, Josh Crocker, Marika Hackman, Tom Henry

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