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Holy ring
14
Hip-Hop/Rap
Holy ring was released on March 7, 2025 by Basment junkies as a part of the album Polaroids & pistol - EP
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Release DateMarch 7, 2025
LabelBasment junkies
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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TkToken
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Remirez Giron
Mason Remirez Giron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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TkToken
Co-Producer
Msn Holy
Msn Holy
Producer

Lyrics

Key, switch, move, flip, pressure it in my temple
Doom, with a razor pen. cutting scenes in the mental
Scars on my knuckle, fights with potential
Money talks back, like the bills, confidential
Street lights humming, devils chorus on the metro
Whispers in my ear, why you trust him he said so
Burning sage in the kitchen, fiends out the window
Cooking up visions in the pot, now it's tenfold
Smoke rise, prayers fall, who gon' catch the blame
Mask on the crooked, but the play's still the same
Pawns on the board, all died for the king
Where the Choir sing, bullets got a holy ring
Smoke rise, prayers fall, who gon' catch the blame
Mask on the crooked, but the play's still the same
Pawns on the board, all died for the king
Where the Choir sing, bullets got a holy ring
Wake up, death threats, tucked under doormats
Life a game of chess, every pawn got a warpath
Snakes in the air vents, whispers in the floor cracks
Stashed by the pipes, every Bill got a forecast
Rain on the city, flood sins from the rooftop
Masked half-tilted villains, talking in the boombox
Paranoia high, every glance got a subplot
Money on the table, but the trust in the headlock
Split scenes, villain play, saint for survival
Handshakes deadly, every touch suicidal
Page burns slow, can't rewrite the title
City like a bible, but the scripture's all viral
All viral
Smoke rise, prayers fall, who gon' catch the blame
Masked on the crooked, but the plays still the same
Pawns on the board, all died for the king
Where the choir sing, bullets got a holy ring
Masked on the crooked, but the plays still the same
All died for the king
Where the choir sing, bullets got a holy ring
Smoke rise, prayers fall, who gon' catch the blame
Masked on the crooked, but the plays still the same
Pawns on the board, all died for the king
Where the choir sing, bullets got a holy ring
Written by: Mason Remirez Giron
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