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Apocalypso
421
Hip-Hop/Rap
Apocalypso adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Pedigree Cuts tarafından 8 Haziran 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıThe Plot Thickens
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Çıkış Tarihi8 Haziran 2018
FirmaPedigree Cuts
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM82

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Bam
Baby Bam
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alessandro Rizzo
Alessandro Rizzo
Composer
Elliot Ireland
Elliot Ireland
Composer
Nathaniel Hall
Nathaniel Hall
Composer

Şarkı sözleri

Time is running out for the planet Earth
Terror, violence, hatred
Hungrier than a Fatburger, feedin' off them tracks
That I have to murder, show no courtesy
Verbally I look at the mic as a burner
When I murk MC's, industry figures have to merger
What's up bum-bum? Understand it
Dudes panic where the bullet hit, the wack lyrics was targeted
Beats produced by C-Wyff
Standard procedure is poison these fetuses
Make it hot and feverish, who started this ish?
Y'all feelings asleep and narcoleptic
Marketin' that garbage mixed with sodium bicarbonates
I'm the pharmacist with the recipe
Dumpin' chunks of Funkadelic on the Parliament
Paper chasin' me, now that's a funky followin'
Spittin' iron bars you keep swallowin'
No tolerance for the bullshit man, I'm what the problem is
Victims be trippin' like acid
When I'm blottin' 'em, swattin' 'em like flies and put shots in 'em
Stick a needle in their arm just to prove a point
I'm the Apocalypse
Bam is not the average
My flows got more patterns than bandanas
Do damage and mind control victims
With words like religious pamphlets
I take your sandwich, and famish your whole planet
Smokin' on volcanic while I'm swingin' from my hammock
Speakers don't understand it, I'm doper than opium
Funky Ethiopian, blowin' up beats like plutonium
Causin' pandemonium, slappin' you phonium
Keep it real with all my Nickelodeons
My Nickelodeons, my ****
Poison in my penmanship, don't lose my temper with
Just spit 'em off slow, with that over counter medicine
Pumpin' degenerates, I'm on the premises
I'm placin' emphasis, I do it effortless
She moanin' like a feminist, no secret messages
Just keep spittin' that venomous
I'm puttin' weight on it like a fat elephant
Comin' through with the elements, what's the use of an exodus
If your efforts are directionless? Look what my weapon is
You're never this, I'm the Apocalypse
I'm the Apocalypse
I'm the Apocalypse
I'm the Apocalypse
I'm the Apocalypse
Written by: Alessandro Rizzo, Elliot Ireland, Nathaniel Hall
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