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Interlude 2!
Singer/Songwriter
Interlude 2! was released on August 15, 2025 by F.O.E as a part of the album Frmthaheart
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Release DateAugust 15, 2025
LabelF.O.E
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Siah!
Siah!
Vocals
Messiah Rashad
Messiah Rashad
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Messiah Rashad
Messiah Rashad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod.decoiyy
Prod.decoiyy
Producer

Lyrics

(Go)
They said they wan kill me
Wan't beef Ian hiding
I'll be damned, ion slide for my mans
Know I'm riding
Hadda cut off my locs
To much motion, was whylin
Took the E out emotion
Been winning on silent
Put my phone DND
My first show I was styling
Went and picked up a mic
But I had other options
Dropped outta school, weren't the worst
Coulda been me a scholar
Spent a long time tryna think
How to get to them dollars
Don't think I had too many friends
In the end, for tha win, it's just
Me and my pen
First show onna road, rock that shit out
With twin
Wish my brother was here
Hope you can see me win
Know I'm forever blasting
For the ones I got left
Ain't no capping
F.O.E do ts for my team while I'm rapping
I got pain in my blunt
No the fuck you can't match it
Be a shame if they caught me in traffic
I'm up making shit happen
Take off, got ah Gift Wit This
Rap shit
See my life inna fire
Might be gone for I catch it
Can't relate to my pain
Why the fuck would I match it?
Won't kick it with ****
Ain't making shit happen
Pave my own way
Ain't no options
Last one
Talking shit onna gram
Got the Lo, then pulled up
And we popped em
(Bitch)
Back and I'm better than ever
Ya bitch had me gone off ah X
Hadda fuck nd forget ha
Hope you ain't read none
Them letters I sent her
Lil **** tryn bite off my swag
I move on to way better
Like I said, give a fuck, what they jack
Know I'm dropping it
I'm from Brooklyn
You know we ain't copping it
Run up, get done up
Typa **** ah get at ya mother
Like I said bitch you know
We ain't copping it
Ashamed should ya mother be
Bitch, I'll be damned for I stand
And just watch one mine bleed
Hear the pain when I rhyme
Go to hell for they take one of mines
War ready, Lil, could get up anytime
Drop dick in ya hoe
Got her hand on ha spine
Know they gon die
Tryn take me out my shine
Interlude 2, give a fuck if they feeling me
Swear I been on my shit
Since I went dropped Epiphany
Blew ah bag on a Ho
Is you kidding me?
Let em keep talkin, swear I won't
Let em get to me
Know I can't lack
Why the fuck think I keep me a semi
Fye down, Imma box
For ah FN end me
Next show onna road
Might be turnt in yo city
Shows with the bros, onna road to the riches
In the crowd pretty ladies
Won't call em no bitches
Last one tried to play
Hadda leave em with stitches
Got no love for the kid that's how she feel
She be cheesing all day but from creepville
Got my burner on me, I got heat still
Could be dissing the dead but lets be real
I be up through the night ducking
Nightmares
Got me thinking bout her sitting right here
How you lie to my face you was
How you lie to my face
You was right?..
Shit so scary you spent every night here
Said I wan spend the rest of my life here
I be geeking, be fried
Through the night still
Got more weed then ya plug, nd sum
Roll a blunt
I be high as a kite still
Cross that line then you die for the night end
Grave digging, providing, we sliding
Shot my shot at fine shyt
Now we whylin
She said that she can't love me
Cause I'm too real
Make it make sense
Really left, I was caught inna field
(Interlude 2! give a fuck if they feeling me
Been on my shit since I went dropped Epiphany)
Written by: Messiah Rashad
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