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realise
Hip-Hop/Rap
realise was released on April 17, 2026 by King Basha as a part of the album 24 - Single
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Release DateApril 17, 2026
LabelKing Basha
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Basha
King Basha
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Umar Bajwa
Umar Bajwa
Songwriter
Akash Lakhani
Akash Lakhani
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skeyez
Skeyez
Producer

Lyrics

Gunnin on this shit
Im starting to realise who's who
Cliqueing up put 2 and 2
Together true is he who shoots
Privy to the way you move
Lonely is the rap recluse
Not by choice i see the clues
Clue us in when you in tune
Right to the bank up out the booth
Couple necklaces to boot
Yo put us on when you recoup
But never time i couldnt lose
Looking out for who and who
Buddy buddy all astute
But when i walk into the room
Silent games and quiet moves
Looking out, i been aloof
How many times in my rhymes i gotta reference a noose
How many times i gotta spell it out and still it doesn't move you
This shit been brewing for a minute, not a soul could cut me loose
Heavy is the head the gall of you im done with all the cues
Its me, my girl, and my family, the rest of you can get the boot
For any soul that aint checking me, dont let the door hit you too
Im burning bridges and cutting ends that aint ever in bloom
Im bitter full of resentment this pride of mine is contused
Was it the way that i made this shit look so effortless you
Just couldnt put it together right when i needed you to
Was it a lack of reach or were your arms tied tell the truth
Im starting to realise my place in all the lives i peruse
But swiftly shoo shoo'd just see me online as a truce
Okay fuck it, i see the shift in energy when i lose
The bridge tumbling the water under it cut from the root
This shit disgusting and honestly i was blind to my muse
Wish i could say it was a rug that was pulled under my shoes
But looking back these 6 years tell a story the proof
Brum city fuck with me i been home in the stu
How many visits and doors opened was i privy to
All the holidays and getaways all of them too
Nights in and out been in a drought while all of you flew
Held my mama down father not around for a few
Birthdays funerals no you never pursued
But fuck it
Starting to realise who's who
Written by: Akash Lakhani, Umar Bajwa
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