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Sinner
476
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sinner was released on September 20, 2024 by GAWNE RECORDS as a part of the album Rainy Days
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Release DateSeptember 20, 2024
LabelGAWNE RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gawne
Gawne
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gawne
Gawne
Composer
Daniel Gong
Daniel Gong
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dansonn
Dansonn
Producer
Thomas Epistra Dean
Thomas Epistra Dean
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Was never no charity case, no, didn't I dare to be great
Even when I was staring in the face of adversity
Hurting and barely awake as I work 'til I'm very up late
I feel the world on my shoulders, but I hold up the boulders
And carry unbearable weight 'til my knees that are tearing
Get weary and shake like you're hearing a snare and a bass
I am the heir to the king, y'all finna cherish my arrogant reign
'Til the day that I'm sharing my burial place with a pyramid
Here come the chariots, veering through varying flames
I am like Hercules, tearing up Ares, then bury him there in a grave
Yelling death to the American, aryan race, it's apparent
Your parents are scared and afraid, the world is insane
Covid and variants came, Harriers off of the carrier
Bang, there's a grenade, I don't think nothing is ever gon' change
The intent of a terrorist when letting the derringer spray
You get smoked like I'm marrying Jane, Mother Mary
I marry a dame with a purity ring, as a moment of clarity came
Who's gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now)
We all got our angels and our demons
So, I pray to my father
Got nowhere to run as the fire gets hotter
Like a lamb to the slaughter
Smell the blood in the water, I know
I ain't never gonna be outgunned, no, how come though?
I'll be better 'til I'm motherfuckin' dead
And lie rotting as the cows come home
Seventh level of the devil, Book of Revelation
Been a rebel, as I transcend all of mankind, I defy women and men
Will you follow me to the farthest reaches of the universe?
Where the lands end, and all time stops
Life was past tense, you won't find clocks
When you're crammed in an empty pine box, oh, my God
I could give a fuck if you ain't got mine, in your top five
But do not lie, I'm so hot with the rhymes
That the opps wanna stop, cry and call the 1-800 suicide hotline
Who's gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now)
We all got our angels and our demons
So, I pray to my father
Got nowhere to run as the fire gets hotter
Like a lamb to the slaughter
Smell the blood in the water, I know
No saving the kid from the crusade
Wanna pray for the kid? You too late
Down on my luck, living bootleg
Ramen and Koolaid, never had brûlée
Pockets filling up with loose change
And I don't got a bill with a blue face
But I got them skills like Wu Tang
Put that dub on my name, no goose egg
Yeah, so fuck what you say
They gon' gimme my flowers, bouquet
So, word to Bobby Boucher, I put that on mama, hooray
Revenge is sweet, so today, I'ma get a toothache
I'ma dig two graves, and I'm going out like Hussein
'Cause I just let these nuts hang
No, no, no, I ain't bluffing, and I give a fuck about dying, cousin
Cause my life is nothing like a dime a dozen
Now the time has come, I see those flying buzzards
Ain't no silver lining when the line has ruptured
In my final hours, when the end is near
I rather die a sinner than to die a coward
As I spiral downwards into hell devoured as they
Drink my blood, Eucharist, vampires are numerous
I am not a human, I'm luminous
So, they gon' nail me up to the crucifix
Man it's ludicrous that Judas snitched
I really fucking hate the fact that you exist
I gotta make a time machine to ruin this
Go back in the uterus for two minutes
And, pew, undo my sins
Written by: Daniel Gong, Gawne
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