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Untouched.
Pop
Untouched. was released on June 14, 2019 by Arkh Zeus as a part of the album SPIRIT BOMB
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Release DateJune 14, 2019
LabelArkh Zeus
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Arkh Zeus
Arkh Zeus
Vocals, Programming
TripleSixDeep
TripleSixDeep
Performer
SeussNoPhD
SeussNoPhD
Vocals
Migz
Migz
Programming
Reztroh
Reztroh
Vocals
Sixongod
Sixongod
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
augustus casucci
augustus casucci
Composer, Lyrics
Bradlee Madison Taylor
Bradlee Madison Taylor
Composer, Lyrics
Miguel Sola Cartagena
Miguel Sola Cartagena
Composer
Pablo QuiƱones
Pablo QuiƱones
Composer, Lyrics
Ricardo X. Germain
Ricardo X. Germain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arkh Zeus
Arkh Zeus
Producer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
SeussNoPhD
SeussNoPhD
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Migz
Migz
Producer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I'm going real crazy, we going too far
You kissing your shorty, suck dick in my car
Just give me the addy, I'm not talking bars
I see all the hate, you trying so hard
Me and Zeus, we don't wanna play games
We off in this rap shit, this shit ain't no race
I just want the money, I probably want face
Gotta stay focused and stay in the pace
My young **** ain’t gone drive by
Swear them **** gon' pull up on feet
I got some dead ****, let me slide by
Got the gas like I’m never on E
Pussy **** talking crazy but that shit don’t phase me
I swear **** think shit is sweet
Let them pussy **** play me, on God I’ll get crazy
And have your lil shorty on heat
Put her on fleek if she do her ex dirty
And let me go set up her brother too
I got sticks in the cut boy I put that on 6
And you know that I put that on Russell too
Took some L's then they turned to a W
That’s your homeboy then boy you in trouble too
I done been through them losses now I’m with the bosses
The struggle was real, had to hustle through
I ain’t afraid to punch a faker in his face
Told him see me in the rage
If he really with that action I'm going Luke Cage
Accidental thrashing turned him to fractions
I'll divide your mind in half and
Leave you in the fucking past tense
Call it simple math, we do not need all of your cash man
Since a youngin' chasing paper
Believe that I been had these mad ends
Why is you looking so sad man?
Is it cause you met the bad man?
And I looked you in your eyes
See Dynamite ignite
Damn my guy, what happened?
Turning your brain into madman
Now everything you speak is capping
Eating these beefs like my father would clean off his plate
When he ate in the evening
We from the underground bringing my Creatons
Got that opp pack, shout out Pistol Pete
Roll it in a spliff, tell them Rest In Peace
Rest in pieces if you ever mention me
Or my ****, cause shit really isn't sweet
I'm from northside, not the other side
If they're out of pocket then they wanna die
I won't say much, let them wonder why
1 Call would leave these **** traumatized
My **** know I ain't a killer
They told me to stick with the writtens
So I polished every sentence, still got these **** in their feelings
That's why my pen is like a Smith and
Got you looking real timid
Won't even call my **** to pull up and do the finish
Been handling my own business, you can't relate
I should turn my back just to demonstrate
Written by: Bradlee Madison Taylor, Miguel Sola Cartagena, Pablo QuiƱones, Ricardo X. Germain, augustus casucci
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