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4th Dimension
Hip-Hop/Rap
4th Dimension was released on November 16, 2024 by BME as a part of the album bwag
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Albumbwag
Release DateNovember 16, 2024
LabelBME
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edward William Jones
Edward William Jones
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah yeah
Yeah
Poetic mindset chopper go ring whenever I set up
That tripod, why oh why God do I gotta live like this
It's another day another mission
**** is down bad in the trenches
**** complaining steadily bitching (Steadily bitching)
Why is ya bitching (Why is ya bitching)
It's the, fourth dimension where I'm from
**** not acting better not run
Cause most of these **** be shooting for fun
Pack a gun with ya
None of these bullets gone miss you
Guarantee they gone hit you
They shot my granny I had enough
Now I got an issue with these ****
They really not gangsta they just pulling triggers
These **** be acting like they making figures
These **** be acting like they riding with you
Until you get locked and then they forget you
Damn, you **** is chumps
You **** is trash ya belong in the dumps
Number two I said that more than once
Number two I said that more than once
One time is all that I need
You ain't on the same level as me
I really be writing poems instead of songs
So listen up please
This ain't art class
But I got my pencil and easel
Tank full of all that diesel
Coal rolling bitch I'm evil
Don't trust nobody
Trust no soul
Hell nah
**** get they chance fuck you over
Man that's dead wrong
Why I got all this red on
Why can't I keep my head on
Why'd I make this damn song
The Here After
Been dead all along
If you thinking that you got it like me, then come off the top
You **** ain't on the same level as me
Ya **** might as well stop
You **** ain't Edo for real
You **** ain't paying no bills
You **** are living with ya momma
Yeah, and that shit is real
Aye
If you took offense to that last line
Then it was meant just for you
Cause I don't give fuck ****
I don't give a mother fuck bitch
From the bottom bitch you know how we coming
I'm not working overnight for nothing
Prepping that dough put that in the oven
Watch it rise up, bitch I just love it
Butter it up cut it in pieces, put that shit up
Save it for another day
When a **** get hungry
Poetic mindset, is it my time yet
**** be acting like I'm a BomB threat
Where is yo God at
Is it my time yet
Yelling this shit in my head
**** where is my mind at
I done been gone way too long
I get lost in my songs
I get lost in my songs, yeah
Writing this shit in my room
Thinking about making this my tomb, nah
Take the blade slide it down your wrist in the middle we'll see you soon
Yeah, them be the voice in my head
They want me to kill myself instead of
Living a better life fed up
Living a better life fed up
Fourth dimension living, this is my killing
Hands to the ceiling
Do I gotta mention
I don't fuck with ya
Hell nah
Now I know that I'm dead wrong
Need me a shoulder put my head on
Need me a shoulder to put my
Oh shit what the fuck
Oh
Somebody
What the fuck
Written by: Edward William Jones
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