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BONECRUSHER
Hip-Hop/Rap
BONECRUSHER was released on January 24, 2025 by Starbeam Recordings as a part of the album Rise of MuddMann
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Release DateJanuary 24, 2025
LabelStarbeam Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Simple Ali
Simple Ali
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simple Ali
Simple Ali
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Simple Ali
Simple Ali
Producer

Lyrics

Skinny **** ranked Bonecrusher
One man, two phone numbers
Graduated from school
And all I did was go dumber
Put in the work the whole summer
Step out the bank like I stole from it
We want the work if they don't want it
My infatuation during maturation
of the stacks I'm saving had me salivating
As a young man
This bag I'm chasing had infiltrated my psyche
Fixated on one plan
Whole lotta pain to unpack
****, that's what makes me MuddMann
He called out a fade, we got' run that
MuddMann, get 'em
Get 'em, MuddMann
MuddMann, get 'em
Get 'em, MuddMann
MuddMann, get 'em
Get 'em, MuddMann
MuddMann, get 'em
Get 'em, MuddMann
"MuddMann, Get 'em" so I got 'em
I told him I want peace
I aint talkin'
Then, I write some heat and make a beat
And choose to drop it
Whole life I was a popular weirdo
I ain't care though, I spoke my mind
I am careful, but I ain't fearful
I took my chance and I took my time
When you hear this verse
You should take a break
Or better yet, you should take your life
'Cause when these Converse kiss the concrete
Murder, murder- that's on my mind
Pick up the pace and chase for that power
Mama don't need to work all them hours
Stretching them checks for Chase to take ours
The harder you work, more blessings will shower
Undercover Brother, don't message no cowards
Politicking with em is messy and sour
I was in the trenches right next to them flowers
Flame I devour, spit that like Bowser
Futuristic and drenched in nostalgia
You was not raised on Internet browsers
Every penny I earn, my family grows prouder
Invest in the love, ignore all the doubters
UBPC, my mask
WBP, my jacket
All this spitting I do
That why this flossing's a habit
From the outside this madness
Chaos, and pain looks attractive
It's how I paint on this canvas
Black boys get shocked by the static
And I'm 'zactly where I'm s'posed to be
Can I count that you won't fold on me?
Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I?
Can I count that you won't fold on me?
Written by: Simple Ali
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