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Let's Talk About It
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Let's Talk About It was released on May 17, 2026 by Ghost Group©(est. 2025) Outriders Music Inc.©(est.2014) as a part of the album Let's Talk About It - Single
May 17, 2026
LabelGhost Group©(est. 2025) Outriders Music Inc.©(est.2014)
LanguageEnglish
BPM89
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Amaranthine (This is Beef Beats)
You know (y'know, y'know)
Riders (ridaz, ridaz)
Lately I been feelin I aint livin in the moment
Light a cigarette and smell the filter before I've even smoked it
I'm normally remote, if you know me then you've known this
When changes come to pass, I just need some space alone, with
My mind up rewind with some time I'm sure to find
A way to handle all the weight and falls along the grind
Tell em everytime; "I'm fine", a little dead behind the eyes
Would have to trust 'em not to lie If I had someone to confide
So I just keep an eye on the ways that they movin'
Gettin high inside a maze, gotta find a way through this
People claim to know what's best for me? Im like "okay, prove it"
Then they Agents in the Matrix changing into new humans
In school my final grades barely doubled "days truant"
Even then I knew this shit is all I'm good at doin
If I write a piece of music then I'm stayin' true to it
By the end, there will be blood - I'm Daniel Day-Lewis
You confused: you planned ahead, so the plans advanced?
A perfect map that predetermines random chance?
The only time you could predict are spinnin on the minute-hand
If a detour deters you then just stop while you're ahead
I don't need anybody's sympathy, I ain't breakin down
I sent the reaper packin last time she came around
Might not have seen it comin then, but I can see it now
The higher love lift you, harder that you hit the ground
The toxins that you shot in me, I finally can flush em
First hit I got addicted, withdrawing from your substance
And I thought I was in love, I was in love with feeling numbened
Ran around in circles for you; all for what? All for nothin'
That shit hurt, I'm a man, I can admit it
The problem that we had I guess there wasn't any fixin
I'm in the kitchen, plates is spinnin' like a motherfucking discus
To block your whispers - reminiscent of a boa constrictor hissin'
But enough about a bitch, Im ill as shit, no gettin' over this
And my type of sick, they aint got an antidote for it
I've fallen in a hole, this is the hollow home my soul is in
Following my ghost, among shadows on the road again
Focused on progression, motivated? I'm obsessed with
The feeling that you get when molding stories into legends
Roll one up and take a breath, anesthetized of all your stresses
Let this music be a remedy, if only for a second
Can't walk out of every problem, some will follow you home
Attaching to your shadow, clinging onto your soul
Legs are done, you can't outrun em, bout to swallow you whole
Gotchu thinkin its impossible to fall any lower
I withold so much emotion, it don't take much to tip me over
I get told to let it go but where I'm supposed to throw explosives?
Then I smoke on somethin potent, focus points where its supposed to
But with so much to unload I could concoct my magnum opus
So I guess I'm saying "thanks," or however you'd word it
It took alot to get me here I hope I'm making it worth it
I know the dream I'm chasin leaves me faced with the burden
That I cant navigate each day same as a regular person
Everything ain't gon be perfect, that don't mean pain isn't worth it
We relate through the hurt that we face and endure it
Remaining unsure of placing faith in a church
Since my little sister passed I've watched an angel at work
Being ruthless is Eazy, Pac taught me to share
The 18th Letter was the bible, Class taught me awareness
It Was Written was the scripture that I followed in prayer
Em, Cube, Meth & Nas the only Gods that I fear
I've seen Thompson deal with life when it's at its unfairest
I know Ryan's proud as I am and hes always right here wit us
Your boys should grow up knowing that their father was there
Giving them what you ain't had, ain't that your job as a parent?
Crispy I'd give up an arm to see you dealt a better hand
What I owe you can't be wrote up with some letters & a pen
You believed in me from jump, put me on at every chance
Just know I wont forget you helped me get to where I am
(Now I'm) Searching for a shot from the crowd, like the cameraman
If I miss, reload the clip, the gun won't ever leave my hand again
Fuck trying to influence, I've just stood at where your standing in
Life will only last it's span so each moment is an amaranth
Written by: Brock McDonald, Quentin Dennison

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