The Effect
394
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Effect adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Born Difrent Records tarafından 16 Haziran 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıThe Effect - Single
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Cornell Bohlen
Songwriter
David Anthony Willis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Davie Napalm
Recording Engineer
Jeffrey Monsta Wasser
Mixing Engineer
Ski Beatz
Producer
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Just spent a week out of town, I'm on my way home
I can't relate to you bum **** that stay home
Muchos dolores on the way homes
Watch what you say, cause if it's about my pesos, I don't play homes
I remember calling moms on the pay phone
We was running round Englewood like we was way grown
Made a killing in those troubled streets
Get it back to STL, it's gon' double at least
Napalm, I burn everything in sight
Send somebody to your crib and take everything but life
In St. Louis, dawg, the best thing we got is fried rice
But the gleam team gas is sitting at the right price
So potent, the pack take you back
Gotta buy it twice
Nowadays, you want a piece of the pie, you buy a slice
I swear to God, it's all payola
They acting like they don't see a **** cooking up the straight yola
Coalition, it's the takeover
No talent, no problem
They just give a bitch a makeover
A set of double D's and a BBL
All these abbreviations, bet the bitch can't even spell
Spend all that money and you mad the bitch don't even sell
People artificial nowadays and you can't even tell
The real from the fake, the healer from the snake
Hard to tell the right decision from a big mistake
Whack **** don't get a pass neither
If you trash, don't ever send me beats and don't ask for features
Cause I ain't heard of none of you clowns
The coalition military gunning you down
Last kid to test Napalm is up in the clouds
All y'all cats rap the same and act the same
No originality left and that's a shame
The last of a dying breed, bitch you know the name
These **** wanna chill but I don't have the time
That's why I do double the work in half the time
It's Napalm, no bells and whistles
All you see is fighter pilots and the smell of missiles
This real life not what you see on the television
Never let a **** distract or derail the vision
Keep pushing bro, I know it's hard to live
The little bit of love I got is hard to give
As long as you got fam, you straight
Real fam got a hundred pounds of love for every gram of hate
A billion dollar **** gotta make a plan
Money gon' make things better but don't make the man
The struggles of life can break a man
So I stay at high altitudes tryna find a place to land
Just hand me the money, forget shaking hands
And if it come up short, might be breaking hands
I'm headed straight for the top and they knowin
That's why everywhere I go my name golden
That's why everywhere I go my name buzzing
I stayed running, couldn't tell you what day was it
Man, I ain't never been on vacation
I've been working hard my whole life and stayed patient
People living on the street and houses stay vacant
We closer to our death every time a breath taken
Written by: David Anthony Willis, David Cornell Bohlen
