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Crimson
Hip-Hop/Rap
Crimson was released on January 31, 2024 by Shail as a part of the album Red
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AlbumRed
Release DateJanuary 31, 2024
LabelShail
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shail Bhatt
Shail Bhatt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shail Bhatt
Shail Bhatt
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shail Bhatt
Shail Bhatt
Producer
Spectrum Beats
Spectrum Beats
Producer

Lyrics

5 foot 11 if I'm like lying 5 foot 10
My ink never run out so I write to use this pen
I'm a young Simba, so step up to the lion's den
Word to Hollywood Cole, I'm a born winner, end
Bitch my Gs move in silence like lasagna
But Garfield throwing up, all that vomit coming on you
I'm moving like projectile, skating like I, Tonya
Ahead of my time, carpe diem the manana
The God complex, no misdiagnosis
I want to go by jet, so I had to fire Moses
Don't be stressed, here's some higher doses
Just make sure you don't put the rest high up in your noses
This psychosis, levitate that's how it go sis
Divide and conquer like I'm into mitosis
Wear a HAZMAT SUIT
And my half-life high like I'm Kathmandu
And the rage building up, I'm in Mad Max 2
Half animal inside, vicious half-man too
My art liberal, like Claremont McKenna
A beginner but I'm picking up the pen from all the veterans
If I'm late late late late late
Then I'm sorry for the wait wait wait wait wait
How I'm doing? I feel great great great great great
I'm about to eat where the plate plate plate plate
Baam, I'm not kidding I'm just like Billy
Can't be bullied, no wet willies, I'll leave you silly
Hotter than chilies, but spitting colder it's chilly
I'm in Andes in Chile, with some Mapuches I'm chilling
I'm corny, like I'm on the Cobb
Inception, but I'm fast and furious, like Hobbs
A thousand Calvin, I'm way too hot, what?
Silencing the lambs like I run a fucking doner
Slice, Blood drive, lunch time, smelling the aroma
Motherfucker I'm ill, high fever
I'm on the table eating Thai, like femur
Your last legs, washed up, I'm a dry cleaner
I'm the king of all beasts, like lemur
My money young, so I raise it like Weezy
My shit slap, like its Breezy, clap, see it's easy
I'm a transformer, performer and I gleam
When you look into the sky you can hear the stars scream
If I'm late late late late late
Then I'm sorry for the wait wait wait wait wait
How I'm doing? I feel great great great great great
I'm about to eat where the plate plate plate plate
Written by: Shail Bhatt
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