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All Mighty
275
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
All Mighty was released on October 28, 2014 by Computer Ugly as a part of the album If There's a Hell Below
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Release DateOctober 28, 2014
LabelComputer Ugly
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Milk
Black Milk
Performer
Melanie Rutherford
Melanie Rutherford
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis Cross
Curtis Cross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Milk
Black Milk
Producer

Lyrics

From the beginning we started
I'd rather be honest
The hardest of a struggling artist
That's playing tug of war
Trying to juggle with stardom
And create something that comes straight from the heart
It's the hardest task
Hoping it always lasts
And we're made with all the cash
But fast living surrounded by fast women
Make you make fast decisions
Bad decision
Trying to capture that feeling you felt
When it was just you feeling yourself
No interviews or album reviews
Good or bad
Just lyrics with pen and pad
A beat that played in the background
Back when they said you had that sound
In your instrumentals
And still won't let you live out the shadow of your hero
But fuck it you know what you here for
To hit 'em with that shit inside they earlobe
The one and only
The only one that matters
Potential
All higher
They say I'm all wired
All fire
And wires
That every bar been sharper than prison barb wires
In front of the fog fire
Trying to keep us in the dark
But our spark's brighter than candles and spark lighters
Yeah
Magazines take cover
Shots
Used to hear shots
Mom say take cover
Played on tapes
Dubbing breaks wasn't the best way to record loops
Wish the excitement was still the same though
Thoughts of changing the game go
Away slow when you realize how the game go
Open eyes
No surprise
Had to change for the better
Took time to cook rhymes and aim for the letters
T-O-P
When A-O-D
On kicks and snares
Stuck with me
The fans that fuck with me
Threw that middle finger up like fuck the rest
So fuck the rest
No sleep
I'm up when I'm up against the world
But only up against myself
In a lane my own
With no cars in it
Rock bars and beats with no flaws in it
Put my ten thousand hours in it
For over ten years
Went a hundred miles per minute
Through the finish line
But I'm not finished or ending
While time's ticking
Written by: Curtis Cross
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