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Invincible
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Invincible adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak South Tempo Records tarafından 9 Mayıs 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıThe Unknows
Yayın Tarihi9 Mayıs 2025
FirmaSouth Tempo Records
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BPM70
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Valence
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Like in Bondi, to the sound of the surf light
Words shoot out my mouth like birth rites
Peace slow like traffic at peak,
But war snaps quick like a whip through the heat
Now I'm up, heart full, sky wide
Every verse — sixer over the boundary line
Wannabes tryna mimic moves like reality shows — same frame, same pose
She says, "I'm game"
I know a bloke who knows a bloke who drops big names
"And we're throwin' a do, you in?" — nah
Won't catch us there, no AFP car
Good mates, shadows fade
Sacrifice, drama replayed
We watch guilt fall like rain on Brunswick
Pour me a yarn stiff like Melbourne slick
You gotta believe
You gotta write
To be invincible
I shouldn't still be in this fight
Wake in a flat, crack open the blind
Head about to pop like a back-tyre grind
Phoenix out the ash — you ask if an Arab chick is chill down here?
Images caught, stuck in my hemisphere
Aussie girls, party mood, hot night air
The rhyme? You already caught that wave
I paint styles, not slangin' weight
Heavy lines, meat and spice on my plate
Young MC, buzzin' like he's up late
Like Daniel-san, learn the stance
I'll teach you to walk like it's second chance
We in the flow, see what lands
In these bars, see what withstands
Still searchin' for somethin' to trust
Like a soul who watched faith turn to dust
You gotta believe
You gotta write
To be invincible
I shouldn't still be in this fight
I see things that ain't even there
And miss what's right in front — don't even care
Don't speak on me — I've held it longer
Than all you blokes together, I'm stronger
Money here, money gone, straight to the grave
Dream of her smirkin' in a heatwave
My dreams whisper at night on the low
Askin' "what's he even dreamin' for, bro?"
Some hate me, others got my back
Circle's tight — no room for slack
What you mob doin'? I dunno
But I back who shows respect, real flow
I open doors like a thief with grace
When the guard dog sleeps in place
You gotta believe to breathe again
Even when breath's just a whisper in the wind
You gotta believe
You gotta write
To be invincible
I shouldn't still be in this fight
You gotta believe
You gotta write
To be invincible
I shouldn't still be in this fight
Written by: Dwight Bree Carter, Florent Tedesco

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