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Pulp Fiction
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pulp Fiction was released on March 23, 2022 by poszzzer as a part of the album Floydd's Inferno
album cover
Release DateMarch 23, 2022
Labelposzzzer
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prettyboi Floydd
Prettyboi Floydd
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Garrett Posz
Jacob Garrett Posz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wizard Lee
Wizard Lee
Engineer
heydium
heydium
Producer

Lyrics

Hypodermic needle of adrenaline, into my heart
Got me coming back to life, like I hit restart
Baby girl, I'm just glad that you played your part (whoa)
Girl you looking so fine, a good waste of my time
Did I dodge a bullet or lose the love of my life?
Call it whatever, see it how you like
Luck or intervention of divine?
This ain't Pulp Fiction
This is real life addiction
So familiar, yet always different
So fulfilling, yet somethings missing
Call me R. Kelly, I get to pissing
I lie to be with you baby
I lie right next to you baby
My perfectly terrible lover and destroyer (and destroyer)
You've always been there, so I always come back (so I always come back)
You're controlling me, and I don't know how to act (don't know how to act)
Hypodermic needle of adrenaline, into my heart
Got me coming back to life, like I hit restart
Baby girl, I'm just glad that you played your part
Whoa
Girl you looking so fine, a good waste of my time
Did I dodge a bullet or lose the love of my life?
Call it whatever, see it how you like
Luck or intervention of divine?
Last time, when I said it was the last time
I kept up the cycle and returned to my past time
Alive, but now I'm in a flatline
Binging so hard and now I'm in a landslide
Going down (I'm going down)
To a dangerous place
I'm breaking down (breaking down)
At a dangerous rate
I'm standing on a landmine
Looking for a lifeline
Yelling out at myself
This gon be the last time
These days, I think I think too much (I think I think too much)
'Cause when I'm without you, I don't feel enough (I don't feel enough)
Hypodermic needle of adrenaline, into my heart
Got me coming back to life, like I hit restart
Baby girl, I'm just glad that you played your part (whoa)
Girl you looking so fine, a good waste of my time
Did I dodge a bullet or lose the love of my life?
Call it whatever, see it how you like
Luck or intervention of divine?
Written by: Jacob Garrett Posz
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