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4th Disciple
1,087
Hip-Hop/Rap
4th Disciple was released on August 22, 2025 by Mass Appeal as a part of the album Supreme Clientele 2
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Release DateAugust 22, 2025
LabelMass Appeal
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Vocals
4th Disciple
4th Disciple
Programming
Greg Cohen
Greg Cohen
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
4th Disciple
4th Disciple
Producer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Ray Scavo III
Ray Scavo III
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Layin' on the floor, all they found was his hammer
Just came home from doing twelve in the slammer
Blood runnin' from his mouth, his eyes got low
He squoze my hand real tight, then he let go
Nah, ****, don't start that shit
We been in worse shootouts than this, and we got hit
Yo, Taj, look, wake up, it's me, it's Starks
We gonna get up and walk, I'ma tie your Clarks
Tomorrow night, we got a flight to catch in LaGuardia
My wiz made that fish you like, fried tilapia
****, stop playin', you hear your daughter talkin'?
Remember her first steps, when she started walkin'?
You think she want to see you fitted in the fuckin' coffin?
You touch my ****? Yo, yo, get the fuck up off him
My **** ain't like y'all ****
Now y'all huddled around like a bunch of bitches
Jamel, call his wiz, notify his moms
Nah, forget it, she already lost two sons
Come on, Lord, I placed my head on his chest
Just to hear him breathe or say somethin' under his breath
I wiped the blood from his mouth
Before my eyes, I seen globs of this black shit come out
Sayin' to myself, "Shit don't look too good"
Another Black man lost in the hood
No cigar, help, Allah, I gave him CPR
He looked disconnected from life like a VCR
Goddamn it, I can't stand it
I'm rockin' back and forth like a hammock
So what I feel, that he left the planet
I'm in denial, but it's clear to me like phials
And I don't know how to fix my lips to say goodbye, yo
Come on Taj, wake up
Written by: Dennis Coles
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