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Brickwall
Hip-Hop/Rap
Brickwall was released on November 29, 2024 by 1065877 Records DK2 as a part of the album And Your Enemies Wait
album cover
Release DateNovember 29, 2024
Label1065877 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bondad Bondad
Bondad Bondad
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hit a brickwall, dear Lord, it's just me and my sick thoughts in these four walls, closing in and I can't forestall,
Tossed in the hard storm had my heart torn, so now I got my guard on broken hearted shards of glass gone
It's an artform, another from the heart song, this life is hard long, hardened and running tasks like I'm a garçon
Not the one to start on, test your smart on, you best pass on, march on, I'm one percent like argon
Once bitten, twice shy, nice high, chasing life and everything under the night sky, nice guy
Did I give it my nice side, I don't know but it's a nice try, drive the price high on supply side
Write these rhymes like it's concise guides, in my mind's eye, seven to nine steps ahead benefit of hindsight
Keep your eyes wide, you can't see me when I blindside, read the price guide, take it easy have a nice ride
Hit a brickwall, dear Lord, it's just me and my sick thoughts in these four walls, closing in and I can't forestall,
Tossed in the hard storm had my heart torn, so now I got my guard on broken hearted shards of glass gone
It's an artform, another from the heart song, this life is hard long, hardened and running tasks like I'm a garçon
Not the one to start on, test your smart on, you best pass on, march on, I'm one percent like argon
Dear Lord and I'm a sinner, cold winter, where I'm headed in a minute Mum hold my dinner
I got ill again don't know what's wrong I'm getting iller, lost some weight it don't look great I think I'm getting thinner
Dear God forgive my sins I'm tryna make it better, but I'm lusting over finer things in life forever
Got it sewn up will I blow up like a carburetor (no), you get shown up if you show up with the bars and letters (bro)
Spoken betterer, been sent here to be the messenger, remember weaving words and sentences, my pen like a veteran's
This pain and this depression, I tried but I can't lessen it, and it's getting depressing more I fight and I'm compressing it
Don't know where to start well let's start with there's no ending it, caught up in the graft I get it fast and yeah I'm spending it,
If you never generous don't ask cuz I ain't lending it, effortless, what go and come around back at the end of it
Hit a brickwall, dear Lord, it's just me and my sick thoughts in these four walls, closing in and I can't forestall,
Tossed in the hard storm had my heart torn, so now I got my guard on broken hearted shards of glass gone
It's an artform, another from the heart song, this life is hard long, hardened and running tasks like I'm a garçon
Not the one to start on, test your smart on, you best pass on, march on, I'm one percent like argon
Written by: Bondad Bondad
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