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Scott Phree & HAZE HOLIDAY
Full Circle
37.794
Hip-Hop/Rap
Full Circle adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Obsidian Flux Records tarafından 24 Aralık 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıPhree Speech
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En Popüler
Geçtiğimiz 7 Gün
02:45 - 02:50
Full Circle geçen hafta yaklaşık 2 dakika and 45 saniye civarında en sık keşfedilen şarkı oldu
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GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Gegeckas
David Gegeckas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Brauch
Jay Brauch
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

I don't know
I kinda feel like an idiot sometimes
Although I am an idiot, so it kinda works out
I shot your favorite rapper wit the nickel-plated, then his shit deflated
More like busted like a pumpkin when it's hittin pavement
Government is David, last name G for short
Read thoughts, just to see your faults, poor knee support
Watch 'em buckle, it's supposed to be known
Grab the microphone and bust in what's supposedly sewn
Stitched, keep shit clickin' like a rotary phone
Over the tone, leave the spot totally blown
Chernobyl the zone, stand alone, as the last known survivor
Holdin molten lava, to replace it wit the soul inside ya
Watch your body melt, from the inside
Wit the rhymes? I got it tied up like karate belts
Origami shotty, this is 12 gauge syllable
Swelled brain, well played, self-made miracle
Butane lyrical, New Age serial
Killer, none iller, all things come spherical
Could you remind me not to do that again
Sorry
Hello!
Full circle wit it, verse intended for the death blow
Separate your neck slow then let go, bet yo
Yes? No? Bitch I might, we a different type
Caressin the mic spittin writtens, sippin on a Miller Lite
Isn't quite the Twitter type, more like
Catch me in my socks, flashin dick shots on your sister's Skype
Say hello to Mr. Right, queue the wink that I cheese
No actin crazy, ladies — single file line please
Part-time sleaze, wit degrees in weed lacin
Freebasing Freemason, and professional knee breakin
Quality assurance at its purest, a professional
Immeasurable linguistic, the spectacle's impeccable
Evidence is legible, tyrannical penmanship
You can call me Exodus, Phree is the testament
Make sure that you get the quick, way that I presented it
Think it over in ya dome, go home and write some better shit
The right, to say what we want
Ah, shut the fuck up!
{Okay, just one time!}
(HAZE HOLIDAY)
{Yeah... that's it
Woooo!}
He walks alone, under the big city lights
He always knows, just when the time is right
He never shows what he's thinkin, he keeps his tact
Because he's, too cool for school
Written by: David Gegeckas

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