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Rex '84
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Rex '84 was released on April 23, 2020 by neverhouse as a part of the album Cytopathic
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Release DateApril 23, 2020
Labelneverhouse
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM164

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
neverhouse
neverhouse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oleg Usatov
Oleg Usatov
Composer
Stef M
Stef M
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Esthetic Gloom
Esthetic Gloom
Producer
Oleg Usatov
Oleg Usatov
Producer

Lyrics

Gold teeth
Sinking in the skin
Big bills
Hold it underneath
Hold it down with a clip
Round here
We don't it like when you breathe
Eyes fixated on the diamond hand
Watch it shatter into pieces
Put the keys inside turn them to the left
Ruby water pouring out the head
Black matter on the fingertips
Apocalypse been forming past the curfew
Only with this cash will I ever be important
Sneak preview
Watch the children eat the dirt and now they bleed you
Forgot about the billions was too busy making trillions now
We burning down the mausoleum fine dining on the corpses for the weekend
Five stars
Five bars
Coughing up that fine tar
Five cars pile up outside the checkpoint
Mama said a check can fix what the heart cant
Red button aiming at the ones that chant
Say "Goodbye! Please just come again!"
On and on and on and on
I'm running out of cash
On and on and on and on
We blowing up the middle man
On and on and on and on
I'm running out of cash
On and on and on and on
We blowing up the middle man
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Stomping through the mud I cant wait to get back home
Went to war with nothing gaping holes inside our domes
Turn the smile into one big bullet hole
My fat little finger linger on the dud
And now they say they want some more
Weaponize the lies
Wetting up the ties
Cufflinks shine
But the face dirty
No birds just the ac130
Awful quiet 'round these parts
A missing man picking up the pieces of a missing land
Read it all in the newspaper
Couldn't rest cant trust my new neighbors
Put the shattered pieces of the mirror back together just to step on it until it's one big crater
On and on and on and on
I'm running out of cash
On and on and on and on
We blowing up the middle man
On and on and on and on
I'm running out of cash
On and on and on and on
We blowing up the middle man
Written by: Oleg Usatov, Stef M
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