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4SHOW
Hip-Hop/Rap
4SHOW was released on November 26, 2025 by 5689348 Records DK as a part of the album ROTTING MEMORIES
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Release DateNovember 26, 2025
Label5689348 Records DK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
rainn god
rainn god
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stanisław Borowiecki
Stanisław Borowiecki
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
rainn god
rainn god
Producer

Lyrics

U don't like it then leave it
Woke up once didn't like how I was treated
Gas pack up in my lungs like the leaves did
Big bands up on my trunk I don't believe it
Double M what, no shot don't believe that
Walk inside the function asking where the russian creams at
Gas pack racks and the flow beat that
I can't stand these fucking fakes
I can't stand these street rats
Damn hoe
They don't even understand
The way you move and you speak it goes hand and hand
Ouu got that bread like auntie Ann's
Ouu Im shining bright so I be getting tanned
Spiritually it's all part of the plan whoa
Money moves now I feel like the man fs
You tell me like you know
I thought that bro was real but he did all that shit 4 show
Rotten inside catch him looking out for crows
While they see me getting high I see him looking through the lows ou whoa
I'm gon' keep it real you see me on that ten toes
Its still on my mental I don't need no friends no
Schimo God
Red Sweater
Yea I feel like Ken Bone
Smoking pack across the border like my dro from Mexico
What you need I got everything they know I'm never low
My life would look the same if I was always on my own
Pressure cooking they can't spend a second in my zone
One of my hearts is purp the other heart is chrome
I stay fly like Schimo the bird in my Weatherman Foams
Used to pick up the phone now I only do the quater of the time
Ion got no issues with you it's a flaw in my design
I keep mental note it's half the reason I'm alive
The other half is I got people who won't let me die
Schimo MMC and Rainn God yea we up in the clouds
Upload to the cloud
I got way 2 high and can't keep thinking 'bout coming down
Thunder crashin' all the time can't figure out the sound
I miss when you were around
I miss when you were around yea
Pieces fallin' to the ground yea
Chill with my dawg
My mutt
My hound
They weren't down back then but how 'bout now
Mac drive holy smokes like wow
Mac drive rope-a-dope like bow
Mac drive mac drive
I got a feeling that it's gonna rainn...
Written by: Stanisław Borowiecki
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