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Hook, Line, & Sinker
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hook, Line, & Sinker was released on June 27, 2024 by Merk Music as a part of the album The Squire
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Release DateJune 27, 2024
LabelMerk Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM132

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kory J. Merkel
Kory J. Merkel
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah
This one's called Hook, Line, and Sinker
Okay
Live and laugh. It's a tradition and a fitness practice
Sit in class. If you miss it, you're gonna wish you hadn't
Ditch the pack of cigs; I wish that I could kick the habit
Incidentally, I give in, and I get to dragging
It's a bitch, addiction is, don't you forget about it
Look him in the face, turn your back, and then grimace at him
Wicked acid in a vial, called it liquid passion
But didn't have it when I got there, in fact, it was lacking
I come back to different kinds of rhymes and different accents
Why abide by one if my whole style's frickin' classic
May the best of my amazing fans obey my next words
Make a legacy or lay inside a grave of effort
Ain't the best person to talk to due to cynicism
I might listen for a minute if you finish it up
I don't get how people like you get all livid and such
You're the one talking in circles, I should piss in your lunch
Business indecisions in this industry commit to ripping anybody off
It's sickening and somewhat dim-witting
Anything you think about them's gonna turn out interesting
Hashtag swagfag. What? It's a Pinterest thing
I've completely lost it, haven't I? Just tell me the truth
I guess my doctor's prescriptions have really helped me come through
Healthy one who takes his meds and ends up belching up puke
Took morals and insanity and then melded the two
I'm a disgrace to the human race, the Elvish one too
Lord Of The Rings in this bitch, I'm in a delicate mood
Well, it's been too long, I think I'm having a withdrawal
I could try to fight it, go get me a Russian's bottle
I could drink it right now even if it's fucking awful
I just wanna get drunk and wreck your bike in a pothole
God's apostles, the role models older than some fossils
Switching up the beat and ditching violin spiccato
Hook
Hook
Hook, Line
Hook, Line
Hook, Line, Sinker
Hook
Hook
Hook, Line
Hook, Line
Hook, Line, Sinker
Tryna party, I can no longer say I'm a hard egg
Joe, you're up to three shots. If you get to five, you are dead
I'm retarded, gotta find out why my mind departed
I might be a bit schizophrenic, or I might be haunted
Likely on this topic, I will see you decay
Even if you're good, you won't ever get me to replay
Rejuvenate the experience how we do these days
You won't get tired of the track, therefore renewing plays
Buy a bed of bitches with a credit card
Get a bit of head then to the fetish part
Women became bitches when they didn't give a shit
About their clit and met up with a pimp who let 'em start
I'm a villain dealin' out a weapons cart
Givin' 'em to little kids who fell apart
Criminals and mentally ill men and women of a
Different specimen who got away with hellish arts
Sinning isn't wicked if it's justified
When is it okay to leave your stuff in sight
Could it be never 'cause human nature is a way to take away
The blame off of your name and just in time
Everything is better with the sunlit sky
Even gettin' slaughtered by a hunter's knife
I don't mean to be a meanie
What I mean is meaningless
I'm reaching for the people that I trust inside
Hook
Hook
Hook, Line
Hook, Line
Hook, Line, Sinker
Hook
Hook
Hook, Line
Hook, Line
Hook, Line, Sinker
Apologies for the even shittier mixing than usual
The fact that I was able even to recover this
Is a Goddamn miracle
Written by: Kory J. Merkel
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