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2000 Rounds
53.242
Hip-Hop/Rap
2000 Rounds adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Pouya Records / EMPIRE tarafından 25 Ağustos 2017 tarihinde yayınlandı2000 Rounds - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi25 Ağustos 2017
FirmaPouya Records / EMPIRE
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM72

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostemane
Ghostemane
Performer
Pouya
Pouya
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Whitney
Eric Whitney
Songwriter
Kevin Pouya
Kevin Pouya
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flexatelli
Flexatelli
Producer

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[Verse 1]
Another thousand at yo' face
You gon' remember me
Better run and hide, no one's safe
You are no friend of me
Black mage and Buffet, the sets everything else
Gonna get a dagger up in yo' chest
Summoning Baphomet, I met him, then I jump to my death
[Verse 2]
Swingin' like an Orangutan
Blood stains gon' hit the floor
I broke my nose and forgot my name
And who the fuck gon' take me home
Lost my phone in the pit
Swing and a miss
Kicked in the jaw for flamin' a bitch
My eyes twitching from the blood drippin'
Hundred and one thugs and they roll with me
Got a mini MAC in the Cadillac
With a thousand rounds that'll send you back
To your granny's house with yo' panties out
Got you lookin' like a fucking faggot now
You can't hang with me, stay low key, that's my mystique
Grew a tree and bought a hammock just to hang my feet
[Verse 3]
I thought I'd be dead by now
Comin' up and never goin' back
Never goin' back to when nobody had my back
Still, I won't crack a smile until the pain hits the brakes
And just eases up off of me
Let me breathe, let me breathe
Why can I not keep up with all of the self-deprecation? Brain fading
Leave me to die on the pavement
(I never wanted this) I fucked that bitch
Till she bled on me
Under the trees at night
Dirt all on her hands and feet
Then left her red on red, alone like she found me
I'm cursed to die alone, I think I'm hear my daddy callin' me
[Verse 4]
Another thousand at yo' face
You gon' remember me
Better run and hide, no one's safe
You are no friend of me
Black mage and Buffet, the sets everything else
Gonna get a dagger up in yo' chest
Summoning Baphomet, I met him, then I jump to my death
Written by: Eric Whitney, Kevin Pouya
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