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Clean Slate
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Clean Slate was released on February 12, 2025 by Consciiious as a part of the album Seeing Three - EP
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Release DateFebruary 12, 2025
LabelConsciiious
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
$igil
$igil
Rap
Hundro
Hundro
Rap
Stxkesey
Stxkesey
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alejandro Ramirez
Alejandro Ramirez
Songwriter
Ryan Hulse
Ryan Hulse
Songwriter
Bradley Stokes
Bradley Stokes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donnie Katana
Donnie Katana
Producer

Lyrics

I wake up, I'm blazing
Got no time for the thinking
I got these things in my brain
And I just need to escape it
So I can't stay where I am
I take it far as I can
I got these blades in my back
While they're still in your hand
I'm just a ghost, bitch
Coming out the frozen pits, I don't exist
In the midst of loneliness
I found that hope just don't exist
No tricks
But I'm packing magic in these raps bitch
Tryna get my stacks like I have it imagined
Trap shit
That's what I did but that was back then
I was averaging about a thousand on the back end
Now I make a couple thousand
Strictly off of trafficking these raps
So these tracks just became my favorite trap again
No deals
No business men, can't get their hands on this
That's my masterplan
And I'll be damned if I can't land this shit
One man, one team
Lost hope, one dream
Tryna get my life right
Before i end up rest in peace
If you want smoke I've got carcinogens
I'm every hero's arch-nemesis
Dark tequila, no Casamigos
All my friends dead, I ain't got amigos
If you want smoke imma spark fuego
I ain't ever had no archangel
And I've never been that star-spangled
But I pray for those who are faithful
Because fate comes with an RKO
Tote a blade cutter, it's a yard sale
Gotta pop-up propped on Arsdale
Come shop, I run a hard sell
Run up the bucks like a cartel
I'll gun it a hundred
I'll fuck up the guardrail
If I jump it, it's all air
These new drugs got a new car smell
Gripping on my blade
I'll take my life in one swipe
Come from the trenches now I'm here
Come to your senses, disappear
Fighting these thoughts
With the violence inside of my mind
Gouging your eyes out
And now you are blind
Fucking the system
I'm fucking your misses
I'm stuck in these ditches
And no one will miss me
Work a 9 to 5 to make ends meet
Fuck this shit, I want to eat
Fuck this shit, I search the streets
Sick of all these freaks, watching over me
Sick of the money and all of the problems
Look at me now
Starting to flourish like I'm a blossom
Written by: Alejandro Ramirez, Bradley Stokes, Ryan Hulse
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