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Rap Shit
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Rap Shit was released on September 9, 2025 by Black Rock / Quiet Mob / Apollo Emery Records as a part of the album Phases of Reality - EP
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Release DateSeptember 9, 2025
LabelBlack Rock / Quiet Mob / Apollo Emery Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carter Young
Carter Young
Performer
E-Lux
E-Lux
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jean Claude Wright
Jean Claude Wright
Songwriter
Eric Becoat
Eric Becoat
Songwriter

Lyrics

Carter Young
Born from a mama that’s a real G
Daddy was a pussy,  tell me how could this be
Both brothers gangsta
middle born that’s me
Carter Young who’s he?
yeah I’m a different breed
Stitched from a cloth
 that don’t tear easy Nah!
When death come 
don’t care who you are
Grew up where the love there come wit da side eyes
Where the good die young
and the snakes wear ties
Oh lord we sinners we beseech
We want more gas
more flames for the heat
Lost many bros to the belly of the beast
Some in its jaw some stuck in its teeth
So what you actually doing?
Part of a dying breed, y’all just actually useless
I am, one of a kind
nothing like me moving
You try, surely you’ll die
I’m nice to it the tool see
you ain’t fucking with I
Carter makes a movie
Chorus
E-Lux
I don’t rap for the clout
 I rap for the soul scarred
Lines cut deep like a shank
in a prison yard
Truth hit harder than a tank when your vision’s scarred
Bars like a left jab
hooks like the rope shook
Came from the belly where the fiends and the smoke cook
Dreams get buried where the hope never woke good
I pen pain
turn pages
Just like a war chant
Used to stash
weight in the floor
under the door slants
Talk slick
you get popped
Just like a cork twist
Or vanish in the mist
call that a lost wish
I move like chess plays
pawns don’t last
I rap for the love
You rap for the cash
I’m cut from a cloth
where we act real proud
Where a look means more
And **** just wild
I’m God’s breath
over drums and clips
Hold the mic in my hand
Like im holding the fifth
Written by: Eric Becoat, Jean Claude Wright
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