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Pomogranite
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Pomogranite was released on July 18, 2025 by Mass Appeal as a part of the album The Emperor's New Clothes
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Release DateJuly 18, 2025
LabelMass Appeal
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Raekwon
Raekwon
Lead Vocals
Inspectah Deck
Inspectah Deck
Lead Vocals
Carlton Fisk
Carlton Fisk
Lead Vocals
Antwan Thompson
Antwan Thompson
Programming
Trilogy
Trilogy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwan Thompson
Antwan Thompson
Songwriter
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Songwriter
G. Coney
G. Coney
Songwriter
J. Turner
J. Turner
Songwriter
D Scott
D Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Antwan Thompson
Antwan Thompson
Producer
Trilogy
Trilogy
Producer
Tim Saroce
Tim Saroce
Mixing Engineer
Jim King
Jim King
Mixing Engineer
CJ
CJ
Recording Engineer
Jimi Bowman
Jimi Bowman
Recording Engineer
Mark B. Christensen
Mark B. Christensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, ha-ha!
Cocksucker! Ha-ha!
[Chorus]
Move bless, Lord, carrier, S-car interior
Dons don't bow, move the crowd when they're hearing ya
Kick down the door, don't stop till they bury ya
Throwing swords for mine, we get live in your area
[Verse 1]
Ex-con, not the type of **** that you flex on
Mr. Carlton Fisk, baby, seen it all and done it all
Shell casings, left many murals on the wall
A million candles for you, man, I bet I light 'em all
Biscotti, guava cake when I light the raw
Moving through the streets of New York while the lightning pour
Devise a plan with my man, the demise is yours
Got me in your building with the shotty up, down the hall
Maneuver money, my shooters remove who movin' funny
Cash is king, think differently, ****, you's a dummy
Fiends in your spot licking plates, that's pitiful
Twelve at the door now, situation critical
Tear gas, stun grenade rolled through the floor
Hit the fire escape, bruh man, fifth floor
First cop slid through the door
His gun went off, hit my worker in the shoulder
He spun and let the clip off
[Verse 2]
Whatever he's saying is facts
I pull in, 2M machine, wool up, all of the exteriors waxed
Gallow in the rearview is movies on relaxed
Choose for a confrontation, you gon' get snatched
Vesses in S, classes getting fat
All my main shooters got money, they all jacked
Flows is hungry, I just ask
I sit among bosses, you **** is horses, go get strapped
Leathers, fur coats on, and hats
Came through like Frank Matthews, bring all stacks
Yeah, it's Park Hilly on wax
All that shit you really on, it really don't match
Ha-ha! Sounds silly, don't get clapped
Make my man Mitch hit you, Don, go get the jets
Next time you might get killed for more racks
See me out in London with lambs and all flats
[Verse 3]
I step with the steppers
Foot on they neck, applying pressure
Eating good, piling on extra
Cold as Minnesota weather
I send them home on a stretcher
Facts, I go crazy over lesser
Born in the fire, I talk with the dragon's breath
Cashing checks, that's the flex, watch what happen next
Action on the set, put carats on my neck
I'm in Paris on the jet, I was rapping on the steps
That's Cynthia's son
I be tripping how these **** is stunned
How I'm having such a pivotal run
Used to do it for fun, now give me my ones
You a flashlight standing near the physical sun
Fully loaded with all the features for all the non-believers
They on the sidelines, watching from the bleachers
Deck Jeter, guest speaker, check the meter
I'm giving **** shakes and chills with this fever
[Chorus]
Move bless, Lord, carrier, S-car interior
Dons don't bow, move the crowd when they're hearing ya
Kick down the door, don't stop till they bury ya
Throwing swords for mine, we get live in your area
[Chorus]
Move bless, Lord, carrier, S-car interior
Dons don't bow, move the crowd when they're hearing ya
Kick down the door, don't stop till they bury ya
Throwing swords for mine, we get live in your area
Written by: A. Thompson, Corey Woods, D Scott, G. Coney, J. Turner
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