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loop41 // oxymoron
Hip-Hop/Rap
loop41 // oxymoron was released on February 26, 2025 by Veronica Records as a part of the album Veronica
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Release DateFebruary 26, 2025
LabelVeronica Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM173

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shon Weathers
Shon Weathers
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shon Weathers
Shon Weathers
Songwriter
Cam Barnes
Cam Barnes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cam Barnes
Cam Barnes
Producer
Max Berman
Max Berman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Momma taught me the manners
Flow with the nicest
Grit to the glamour
The reflection in this gloss a boss
You don't reach this standard
Tel-e-vision I don't need no camera
Life in grey, we don't heed no panda
I'm from the time of the NBA Jammers
Crunching the numbers, stay withe the candor
Been around the block, I done hit rock bottom twice
If it's one thing that I learned
Through it all I'm straight no perm we still proceed with life
Piece of the pie I need a slice
Sleep when I die I cease the night
Deep in the pits I reek of strife
Put it on God
Put it on mics
Swing for the fence like bitch it's on sight
I write to get right, I write to climb heights
My psyche on 10, it's all on this pen
I write for my vice and all of my sins
It's all on my plate, I slide to home base
I try not to judge, the gavel no weight
I let the shit go, it's taking some time
Breaking these patterns, crossing these lines
Reaping benefits of my composure through the tribulation
**** don't know
I been through weeks where I ain't eat
Had some sleep for the meals, my pride heavy
Hate to ask for the bills
Shit I'mma work for mine
Just hate to have a boss, so when I work it's mine
I put the ganja up
That shit would only hurt my mind
Paranoia only annoy ya and leave you stuck, had me
Feeling Tommy Vercetti this Vice City
They giving advice plenty
Never claimed to know it all but ain't give em my penny
It's always, unsolicited
If we make mistakes we get to fixing it, the vision stick
The journey hella twisted, I'm mixing light
With the darkest liq
Learning how to live with disappointing folk
It's hard to grip but shit
Gotta look out for myself and I
Border narcissist at least it's recognized
Weaponize the everyday dealings, reload and let it fly
I'm reckless and pragmatic
Still dealing with bad habits
And whipping through mad traffic
Finna get back to it
Letting this stick talk, they call it a mass shooting
Power forward
Through bruises and"knicks", I'm Pat Ewing
You see how the stats"bruin" I'm batting a thou
Know it's cloudy before the rain always
We still accruing
If you thought the shit was easy it's only cause you assuming
No idols over here, no way homie they human
They had to start from somewhere and just let it consume em
You feel me
It's a certain type of mastery
These **** want me settling for less
Blasphemy
That shit preposterous
Gotta move beyond what's in yo optics
Even if I fall, we fall forward I'm all for it
Five'six on a good day, still fulfilling these tall orders
That red button for record or more mortars
There's chaos in the beauty, this collateral so gorgeous
Glass house living, like ya closet got no corpses
A pot that the flame scorches
I ain't claiming perfect
Tighten up like a dame's corset
They ain't on the same course
We taking no losses ain't gotta force it remain cautious
They be out here moving kinda wok
So
Keep it lo mein
Circle small
Less is more
My shit is raw this shit is cocaine
Written by: Cam Barnes, Shon Weathers
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