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Undesirable
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Undesirable was released on March 28, 2025 by Ugly Hag Records as a part of the album Only Dust Remains
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Release DateMarch 28, 2025
LabelUgly Hag Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Backxwash
Backxwash
Vocals
Ashanti Mutinta
Ashanti Mutinta
Other Instrument
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ashanti Mutinta
Ashanti Mutinta
Songwriter
Shourov Bhattacharya
Shourov Bhattacharya
Songwriter
Thomas Martin
Thomas Martin
Songwriter
Joshua Bennett
Joshua Bennett
Songwriter
Andrew Williamson
Andrew Williamson
Songwriter
Robert Douglas-Sola
Robert Douglas-Sola
Songwriter
Declan Jones
Declan Jones
Songwriter
Edward Fairlie
Edward Fairlie
Songwriter
Julian Goyma
Julian Goyma
Songwriter
Matthew Hovell
Matthew Hovell
Songwriter
Parvyn Bennett
Parvyn Bennett
Songwriter
Rosalind Jones
Rosalind Jones
Songwriter
Tristan Ludowyk
Tristan Ludowyk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ashanti Mutinta
Ashanti Mutinta
Producer
Richard Addison
Richard Addison
Mastering Engineer
Will Owen Bennett
Will Owen Bennett
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I've been meaning to say this
With non-remedial statements
Gotta breathe when I say this
Pardon me but I'm anxious
Part of me is so thankful
But parts of me should be angered
Cause parts of me should be tamer
With parts of me in a stranger
Look, I appreciate how far I've come
And don't you think I don't appreciate all these albums
My point of view is sort of pixelated
The vision's fading
I'm more in tune?
I think that shit's degrading
Weak and dangerous, but I'm just saying
I should be happy that we made it alive
And pray to the skies
How generous, this fate that is mine
Now I got a couple names that they can label me by
They label me bi
An alias, ungrateful as I
Fuck it
I should have kept my flame in the pyre
I didn't mean to win this battle
It's like Dave and Goliath
But look at me
Don't you see me with this pain that I ire?
It's just, it's not important
Maybe it's time you should cut your losses
You tryna force it
Maybe it's I who upped and forfeit
You bind your corset
Compared to I who ducked the closet
It's all performance
Petty signs and slanty crosses
They call it gorgeous
But what of us who are closest
Those whose love doesn't come with the conditions of self
And those who've known you forever through long distance and hell
Is this supposed to be trauma
With batteries on the shelf?
If this supposed to be trauma
What does it mean for yourself?
Look what you made
You ungrateful fuck
It's too late for us
You ever think that everything you cultivate is dangerous?
Through everything exaggerated
Lacerated paper cuts
You probably think those palisades in matinee are great enough
You say this stuff
Part of me is thinking you just made it up
Those lacy pumps will never fix the shame that you relayed on us
Razor bumps will always be in place and you can't shave them off
It's rose tinted, you should take 'em off
You ever think about how lonely you are?
Now it's ironic but I'll hit you with a sobering thought
I wonder if you ever think about the homies you lost?
Cause every bar is just a symptom of how phony you are
Mama's in the kitchen listening to you bawling along
Cause her baby's written vicious things in all of her songs
Then you try to do the victim thing, throwing us off
Don't use me ammunition ****
Grow the fuck up
Grow the fuck up
Written by: Andrew Williamson, Ashanti Mutinta, Declan Jones, Edward Fairlie, Joshua Bennett, Julian Goyma, Matthew Hovell, Parvyn Bennett, Robert Douglas-Sola, Rosalind Jones, Shourov Bhattacharya, Thomas Martin, Tristan Ludowyk
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