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ATM/Crescendo

Hip-Hop/Rap

ATM/Crescendo was released on January 1, 2022 by Noizick as a part of the album Mayhem

Song Details

Release DateJanuary 1, 2022

LabelNoizick

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM95

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Noizick

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Noizick

Composer

Purnay Pednekar

Purnay Pednekar

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Noizick

Producer

Lyrics

PART 1:

All this money but no immortality

All this money but no slight humanity

This money couldn't control your insanity

You're stacking all the papers, you live in oblique reality

Automatic, all dramatic, all reactive

Creation of a mess, maybe go rehab it

I'm so full of shit, that's just my normal habit

Like fuck it, control it, and maybe go in on it

I'm here, waiting...

I don't give a fuck what you motherfuckers stating

I don't give a fuck what your babymama's baking

Imma kill you all, never get this shit mistaken

Minus the 'Stache bitch, I'm a fucking legend (Woo)

300 bitches, I gotta find my Trojan (Woo)

Fucked out of my mind, everything slow motion (Woo)

Slop top in the drop top, reviving potion

You think you got more money and more bitches

You don't know, but your hoe, she just waiting for your riches

Punching your fuckface leads to 1000 stitches

Posting you duck face leads to 1000 leaches

You don't know how my anger unleashes

You have no sort of idea how I'm hitting these peaches (Aye)

I killed this fucking game, I took all of your bitches

I leveled up this game and took away your Mrs.

My shots hitting A-1, I don't ever miss it

Money in the bank, I don't ever Chase it

I'm the master, I'm the Kingpin of the circus;

You're trapped, this is your end, you don't wanna miss it

Money in shambles

You looking at my shoe while I look at your sandals

Your babymama groove to my music bitch, you can't do shit

She got my every single lyric bitch, you can't even spit

PART 2:

Heartless motherfucker, no similes, got no synonym

Mother had to question the god, father, the son in him

Too much gassing made that boy feeling like he got some in him

In retrospect, he was too useless, no one would summon him

H-E-double hockey sticks, blessed enough for upper bricks

Labelled as an easy target cause my father fell for tricks

What a bunch of egoistic bitches in the family

Granny should've aborted y'all, but she didn't knew what's quality

Things are fucking sad to witness, I just cannot keep it up

Brainwashed-deadbeat dad, Ma couldn't help enough

Manipulative sisters, Mama already look so done enough

Drinking, chain-smoking, dude, this man just couldn't help enough

Wonder how his higher ancestors would've envisioned him

Wonder if his friends that he call him, would even pray for him

Interchanging BMs, dry-deserted DMs

Gets deserted by his friends, reality still didn't hit him

Stole my momma chain and her hard-earned salary

Still had nerves on him "what the fuck you even done for me?"

You were struggling to breathe in my sofa, little prick

Could've disowned ya right after, but still kept your little bitch

Questioned my upbringings and my culture and my status

I'd stay fucking silent, ominous, but became violent

But I kill it like I'm Amazon cause bitch I'm in my prime

So I slapped that little piece of shit cause she's done her time

Just like my mama, you kicked me out, fucking 7 in the evening

Twisted situations, nobody wanna believe in it

"That's it, we're done, we don't wanna hear your side"

That's the first and the last time you've spat on our pride

Middle child once almost took out her husband's life

The fuck this bitch didn't know what a heart attack looks like?

Better come for this smoke and I'll leave a bigger cavity

Bigger than the one you left out, now you've raised my agony

Nobody gives a flying fuck about his younger sister

Sitting in a corridor, cause she don't got no mister

Avatar word-bender, but she good at tongue-twister

Never wished ill, but hope you suffer blood blisters

Cause these sisters got a giant ego for some reason

But all their fucking lives they be committing treason

Only difference is mother's side did something deserving

And father's side did nothing, now she ain't fucking breathin'

Now I...

(Yeah)

S-S-Set my bars high, like crescendo

I'm too fucking powerful, like a haunted endo

I ain't even playin' with you, we ain't even friends bro

I don't ever play games, I don't own Nintendo

S-S-Set my bars high, like crescendo

I'm so fucking powerful, like a haunted endo

I ain't even playin' with you, we ain't even friends bro

I don't ever play games, I don't own Nintendo

Ten, ten...

All this money but no immortality

Ten, ten...

All this money but no immortality

Written by: Noizick, Purnay Pednekar

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