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BUNGA
212
Hip-Hop/Rap
BUNGA adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Universal Music New Zealand & Australia (Distribution) tarafından 2 Temmuz 2021 tarihinde yayınlandıBUNGA - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi2 Temmuz 2021
FirmaUniversal Music New Zealand & Australia (Distribution)
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM56

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Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SWIDT
SWIDT
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Latu
Daniel Latu
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Isaiah Libeau
Isaiah Libeau
Producer
Frank Eliesa
Frank Eliesa
Producer
JY Lee
JY Lee
Producer
Swap Gomez
Swap Gomez
Producer
Chris Chetland
Chris Chetland
Mastering Engineer
Paddy Hill
Paddy Hill
Engineer

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[Verse 1]
They call me a bunga, they poke fun at the accent
Yet only speak one language
I'm a bunga, the have nots, and the have less
A park bench for an address
A bunga, we always blessed with some bad press
Our living situation average
Just a bunga, I share a room with 6 relatives
We draw heat from a stove top element
Bunga, our only meetings are court proceedings
They only love us if it's sports achievements
Siana, see a bungas what they call that
Unless you scoring tries for the All Blacks, then you kiwi
Women clutch purses, cross roads when they see me
And even if they see me, then it's usually on the T.V
Police 10/7, see police been stressin' and profilin'
Unemployed, not because these employees aren't hiring or 'cause we not tryin'
But because we dole bludgers, down low, dirty soul suckers
Dark complexion, so they don't trust us
Dark complexion so they don't love us
English broken, fingers groping, unpaid product
Hood pharmaceuticals the only way we make profit
We have to die before they pay homage
Just a intergenerational cycle where we don't make progress
Don't forget we silent
When it comes to abuse and domestic violence
Tyrants with a smug affliction
Embedded too deep into drug addiction
And gambling
We spend our rent at the pokies
We give a fuck about our families
See, there's little to no hope, G
Emotions isn't manly
You don't understand me, bunga
Life's devalued in my section
You see we reproduce and have kids, only to neglect 'em
We're using our kids as a weapon
We the minority
Whom should be government funding priority
But they perplexed about a flag, only to raise it sky high on stolen land
I'm speechless
They really be calling us leeches
The audacity
But I guess it is warranted, until they need us
Bungas
Written by: Daniel Latu
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