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Thousand People
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Thousand People was released on October 20, 2023 by New Dawn Records as a part of the album Cautionary Tales
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Release DateOctober 20, 2023
LabelNew Dawn Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Kannon
Anthony Kannon
Performer
Frost Gamble
Frost Gamble
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony DuBois Henry
Anthony DuBois Henry
Songwriter
Brian George Foster
Brian George Foster
Composer

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Used to get my ass whooped for stealing from the store
I was broke, I don’t wanna' feel this feeling anymore
Smoke good, smell the gas leaking from his pours
You’ll never be fixed if you don’t heal it from the core
Raised in an era where they focus on the internet
And not about to intellect, that’s why there’s a disconnect
Watch how you operate, don’t tolerate the disrespect
Lurk in the shadows, I’m battling my silhouette
Looking in the mirror, I barely even recognize
The man that I grew to be, I don’t see the kid inside
Only thing guaranteed in life, is a ****' die
Tryna' change the world, the flow touch a million lives
Touch topics on the mic' to change my quality of life
These promoters say I’m cocky, I don’t knock it as a slight
They still pay the price if they want me for the night
My pockets getting right, don’t fall into the hype
(Hook)
It went from, "how you doing? It’s nice to meet you"
To, "I’ll put you on stage in front a thousand people"
Devil on my shoulder, stay away from evil
See the crowd sway back and forth, back and forth
Got 'em singing all the words to the songs now
The pain used to hurt, but it’s gone now
Parents used to say, "you chilling with the crowd"
Still see the crowd sway back and forth, back and forth
(Verse 2)
Many life lessons, when will I learn
I ain’t asking for permission, bitch it’s my turn
Used to sit in the hotbox 'til my eyes burn
Mind blurred, still made a career tryna' rhyme words
Used to pitch by the curb to the kids from the burbs
Cop a pack on the first, feel rich by the third
You a rapper, not a trapper, stick to your words
Fiends fuck their life up, and can’t get rid of the urge
Grew up with addictive traits
Pops told me I'ma be addicted off a sniff or taste
I was on the court with my coach, getting whipped in shape
Pounds on the interstate, supply the whole Fingerlakes
I don’t care about the stories that you tell
Face to face with devil, I don’t glorify hell
If I got killed by that Forty Five, my legacy solidified
I would’ve been immortalized, fam still mortified
Gotta' couple **** on my side who’d be sure to ride
Not everybody is a friend, peep the warning signs
If they show you who they are then believe 'em
Should’ve got smited by lightning when he swore to god
(Hook)
It went from, "how you doing? It’s nice to meet you"
To, "I’ll put you on stage in front a thousand people"
Devil on my shoulder, stay away from evil
See the crowd sway back and forth, back and forth
Got 'em singing all the words to the songs now
The pain used to hurt, but it’s gone now
Parents used to say, "you chilling with the crowd"
Still see the crowd sway back and forth, back and forth
Written by: Anthony DuBois Henry, Brian George Foster
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