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Open Hands
218
Hip-Hop/Rap
Open Hands adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Asemics Research Institute tarafından 20 Haziran 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıOpen Hands - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi20 Haziran 2023
FirmaAsemics Research Institute
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM160

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ian
ian
Songwriter
Asemics Researcher
Asemics Researcher
Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

Huh, huh, huh-huh
You my air, you my light, you what's best for me
My brother, we don't fight, we not wrestling
I go MIA, out the way, onto better things
Get on yo' way, that's okay, just remember me
I'll be okay, don't keep in touch
Came way too close with one I wasn't allowed to love
Long talks with mama, hope I made her proud enough
Take me back to when we felt combined as one
I guess my time was up
Where we go?
I just can't say you shined inside of me before
We had our way then you stepped back from me, oh well
Just cannot tell what got inside of me today
Should hit my knees and pray
Boy, hit yo' knees and pray
Send lil' bro to yo' mans, should prolly check if he okay
Big— in both my hands, we came to clean and sweep today
Hope you got open hands for who I chose to be today
Hope to see you—
Hermès this, Hermès that, everything from Paris
Brought yo' bitch an Hermès bag, but you can keep yo' girl
Should reassess where my head at, stand up bro, shut the door
Think she obsessed, need attention, every second of every day
You sittin' there waitin' for change
Still sittin' there playin' yo' games
Still sittin' there swinging yo' feet back-forth, lil' boy go hold yo' weight
Bitch, I'm sick of all this tweetin' back and forth, come say somethin' to my face
Yo' bitch too thick, I don't really need much more, just tell her make somethin' shake
You my air, you my light, you what's best for me
My brother, we don't fight, we not wrestling
I go MIA, out the way, onto better things
Get on yo' way, that's okay, just remember me
I'll be okay, don't keep in touch
Came way too close with one I wasn't allowed to love
Long talks with mama, hope I made her proud enough
Take me back to when we felt combined as one
I guess my time was up
Written by: Asemics Researcher, ian
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