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Schizophrenic
Hip-Hop/Rap
Schizophrenic was released on September 3, 2022 by Gehenna's Purgatory as a part of the album Schizophrenia - EP
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Release DateSeptember 3, 2022
LabelGehenna's Purgatory
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
4E4ALONE
4E4ALONE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaliyah Starr Jones
Aaliyah Starr Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
4E4ALONE
4E4ALONE
Engineer
AE92 PLAYA PHONK
AE92 PLAYA PHONK
Producer

Lyrics

Got a pistol grip, to pistol whip you to your breaking point
Treat you like a Twizzler, or some scissors, tear apart your joints
Airing out your lungs, in a gas chamber, feels like smoking joints
4E is the bomb, I rebirthed solely off plutonium
Eat me up, like a beast
Visit me at night, bitch, trick or treat
Broad imagination, frightening fetish
Though, I don't like feet
Invite potential victims to funerals, like meet and greets
PTSD, 4E clutch heat, if you greet me down the street
Bitches blasphemy, **** blast for me
4E's hand, on your broken bones, where the cast should be
**** ask me why I pay mind to these politics
If something goes wrong in this world, it was not an accident
There is no escape up off this fucking planet
So, I get money with all my fucking friends, man
If they left me, I'm still right
If I move, I'm still, right?
Dim your light, 4E's so bright
If I die, that's not right
There is no escape up off this fucking planet
So, I get money with all my fucking friends, man
If they left me, I'm still right
If I move, I'm still, right?
Dim your light, 4E's so bright
If I die, that's not right
Yea, bitch my gun come in handy, I attract iron with magnets
Bitches say I'm homophobic, kill the **** with the flags
Bringing **** to their knees, like fags
I fall back on money, like beanbags
Lil 4E don't mean to brag, rust on your metal like slag (yuh, yuh)
If the police come for me, shoot them with rubber bands
I face discrimination, like a packi in Britain
Schizophrenic, punching creatures that don't exist, like Ben 10
Alien stones on my wrist, come from another planet
I got voices in my head
Telling me to describe pictures of the scriptures that I read
Illustrate bodies that bled
Cut the words out of the tome
Drown the page, like scissor sisters
Paper cuts, alarming blisters of the entities that roam
There is no escape up off this fucking planet
So, I get money with all my fucking friends, man
If they left me, I still right
If I move, I'm still, right?
Dim your light, 4E's so bright
If I die, that's not right
There is no escape up off this fucking planet
So, I get money with all my fucking friends, man
If they left me, I still right
If I move, I'm still, right?
Dim your light, 4E's so bright
If I die, that's not right
Written by: Aaliyah Starr Jones
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