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X.Y.Z
Hip-Hop/Rap
X.Y.Z was released on June 2, 2025 by Munee as a part of the album Forefathers
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Release DateJune 2, 2025
LabelMunee
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Munee
Munee
Performer
Munachiso Eke
Munachiso Eke
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Munachiso Eke
Munachiso Eke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Munachiso Eke
Munachiso Eke
Engineer

Lyrics

Yaw
Uh
The streets yearning for me
I smell blood I commit
More fire, more steam
She want the beast inside of me
Baby what do you feel
More than I could see
She said
**** what are your dreams
So I make them believe
Yaw
Moves like back in the days
And back to where we at
Dog eat dog so **** copy-cats
Am on my own now dudes fall apart
A blend of O.Gs plus MCs don't cut it
Do the math
A living legend
Was God's given
The hair Gold plated
Skin blooded
Been all business
To feed my passion
With deep thoughts and reason
The mind gifted from 10,000 BCs
Compressed into a zip file
Compatible with my sound
They comprehend with my style
**** dnt know how to act
Yet **** know how to fake shit
Fake this bitch
How else you notice
How else you tippy-toe me huh
Hey
Vocal on the mic
Finger on the trigger rar
Win them young for rap
The message solicit the crime huh
I've been up for grabs
But women want me in for life
Yaw
You ain't know what's up
Until you phini beat the price cos
22 ain't blood
That we blood ain't love
If we love, one hurt
When we hurt, thug war
Monkey close to a tree
Monkey fool monkey true
Monkey far from a tree
Monkey fool money
Who?
The streets yearning for me
I smell blood I commit
More fire, more steam
She want the beast inside of me
Baby what do you feel
More than I could see
She said
**** what are your dreams
So I make them believe
Uh
Straight outta kill or be killed
These joints are contrabands
Been the muse overtime
These **** dnt know why
Nostradamus on Steve glass
Couldn't predict the signs
Same artist that diss rap
Rippling when I rhyme
I shine
Illumination flow
Contaminate their soul
Decapitate old folks
Who changed the game
For lack of content to give back false hope
Wait
My feet down your throat
Is steeping stones niqqa
Where's your core young blood
The hype don't march your product
Your shit are dinosaurs
Same drip
Same flip-flops
Same speech
No real talk
Dope beats, no hard work
They say hiphop is dead
So I state the awareness
Now the product on demand
Surpass their expectations
She said she'd like to know how I do it
Baby these flows are
Sexually transmitted
Mentally evident
Socially conducent
I raise the bar on each verse
They in the ballot business
Bitching with random victims
**** be politicking
Fuck gratitude money can buy
That's how we stay consistent ****
I move strapped so yall know who this is
Cos
The streets yearning for me
I smell blood I commit
More fire, more steam
She want the beast inside of me
Baby what do you feel
More than I could see
She said
**** what are your dreams
So I make them believe
Tested and trusted
They want forgiveness
She dedicated
I give them lessons
They want my blessings
This must be something so
I keep them guessing
They more addicted
Written by: Munachiso Eke
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