Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pozer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pozer
Composer
RaThaGawd
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RaThaGawd
Producer
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Blood in my eyes and salt in my wounds
Why do you think I’m inhaling fumes
Sip … to improve my mood swings
Sometimes I’m over…
Bad breed from yout got nothing to prove
If you know then you know won’t dispute old news
Nothing but pain when I get in the booth
Look in my eyes see I’m telling the truth
Is it a crime, somebody tell me
Putting my needs up front and centre
The 9mm stainless like bender
Corn fries in the ….
My mum told me to control my temper
Easier said than done if I’m honest
Premeditates, cynical, diabolic
Year on my waist whilst I stepped through college
Soledad brother pain in my system
My mum thought I went to the bing but I didn’t
We make long ones short like midgets
And we make ones covered in ….. Glisten
I’m dropped game but the yout won’t listen
There’s a mountain of pride in the way of his view
22 and don’t know what to do
but I know what I’m not gonna do is lose
Blood in my eyes and salt in my wounds
Why do you think I’m inhaling fumes
Sip … to improve my mood swings
Sometimes I’m over…
Bad breed from yout got nothing to prove
If you know then you know won’t dispute old news
Nothing but pain when I get in the booth
Look in my eyes see I’m telling the truth
I’m preeing the man in the mirror
Even a blind man can see I’m no average n****
I took two shots of the liquor
It’s making my dark force rise to the surface quicker
When I’m inna my rage I don’t know about simmer
Chuffing it down in this white ridge dinger
My tempers more than Tiny
My hood economics define and make me bitter
Talks like he is but he ain’t no hitter
Bad one shaking her ass in the party
she back Hennessy and then turn to a stripper
Then she ate man like a plate of dinner
Toking a spliff everyday makes the pain go away
Chaserats everyday and I do it with vigour
I spend sleepless nights in the stu tryna bang out a hit like Bryson Tiller
Blood in my eyes and salt in my wounds
Why do you think I’m inhaling fumes
Sip … to improve my mood swings
Sometimes I’m over…
Bad breed from yout got nothing to prove
If you know then you know won’t dispute old news
Nothing but pain when I get in the booth
Look in my eyes see I’m telling the truth
Blood in my eyes and salt in my wounds
Why do you think I’m inhaling fumes
Sip … toimprove my mood swings
Sometimes I’m over…
Bad breed from yout got nothing to prove
If you know then you know won’t dispute old news
Nothing but pain when I get in the booth
Look in my eyes see I’m telling the truth
Written by: Pozer, RaThaGawd
