Bleeding Journal - Illah Dayz: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Bleeding Journal

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Underground Rap

Bleeding Journal adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Black Day In July Productions tarafından 15 Mayıs 2015 tarihinde yayınlandıThe Illahstrator

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümThe Illahstrator

Çıkış Tarihi15 Mayıs 2015

FirmaBlack Day In July Productions

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM87

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Illah Dayz

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Johnnie Maye

Lyrics

Kevin Cross

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Bronze Nazareth

Bronze Nazareth

Mastering Engineer

Kevlaar 7

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Ayo, my rap journal bleedin, true stories, the worries

That feed in, truely indecent, leaving writings

On walls at precints, **** gettin beaten

Beefin wit rocks releasin

Sleepin on smiles, strong armin, the streets is foul

Styles my temperture, high and hot deminish ya, yo

Yo i preambulate, walk thru ya perimeter

Mind at times drivin hardcore, more like the man of war

Yea, i might be feelin like that, whenevah chillin bored

Got in ah major car chase, starvin like scarface

Mt. Elliot the spot i cought ah large case

Callin for the god to embrace duke, what i been thru

Thats what i love duke, fast pace, saved by grace

Unlock the safe, waved the heat in my face

Straight invaded my space, sworn he'll waste

Anothah black erased, my brotha Ace living

I paid the way and took ah lick, got laced

Slaved in prison sun rose, i risen

This sting is tellin me, we can't be froze but strengthened

Idle time crimed ah mission, wit some cold intentions

Relax, laid back, isolated, zone dimensions

I guess, that i was stressed black, burnin like ah fire pack..

Styles like my temperture, high and hot deminish ya, yo

Yo i preambulate, walk thru ya perimeter

Styles of mine drivin hardcore, more like the man of war

I might feelin like that, whenever chillin bored..

I stretch more than 30 blocks, washin machine ta dirty socks

Awaken by sirens from law cars and early shots

Stars and moons play at night, im live

Bright in the day, survivin 24 hour display

A ray if sunshine, combinin all of mine, mold ta one mind

Swayin left ta right, light up the whole pavement

Crime and cavemen, crazy insane enslavements

Misbehavments, anger and pain, this tidal wave sent

At the grave bent god, feelin like days i spent

But what ways meant for us, at times i splurge

Nobody i trust, clutch life, mics, and tight doo-rags

Threw ah few bags, but who's bad, im hype

Pants sag just right, over that, tongue of my nikes

My walk is peace, body is beast

Illah Dayz explode streets upon my release

Reload and increase befo im deceased, yo lets go..

Styles like my temperture, high and hot diminish ya, yo

Yo i preambulate, walk thru ya perimeter

Styles of mine drivin hardcore, more like the man of war

I might be feelin like that, whenever chillin bored..

Written by: Johnnie Maye, Kevin Cross

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