Ftf - Urthboy: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Ftf

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Ftf adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Community Music tarafından 11 Şubat 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıFtf - Single

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümFtf - Single

Çıkış Tarihi11 Şubat 2026

FirmaCommunity Music

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM90

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Urthboy

Performer

Rory Fraser Peckham

Rory Fraser Peckham

Synthesizer

Tom Avgenicos

Trumpet

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tim Levinson

Composer

Rory Fraser Peckham

Rory Fraser Peckham

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Drew Bisset

Mixing Engineer

Jamie 'Chunky Luv' Muscat

Jamie 'Chunky Luv' Muscat

Mastering Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

This is a time of monsters coming for what they want

Never before chaos and havoc in one prompt

Powers that got concentrated in some gronks

They use it to cold crush, competitors curb stomped ya what?

Cosa Nostra Dons draining the swamp

Draining a dying planet they sold in a great con

Zero to 0.1 per centers they’ve got funds

As big as the bottom 90%ers combined sums yuh

Gone for a long lunch, insiders they get the jump

No need for a silver spoon, they’re born to become a cunt

Born to be commandant, above you holding a gun

You never think you’re the prey til you find yourself in the hunt

Our weapons have got blunt our methods to confront

Protesting to get approved by a newly installed judge ya what?

Who cares, we’ve got convenience, what’s at the fingertips of my obedience

I’ve got nothing to hide, whoever’s screening this

What do you mean a list? There must be some mistake

I beg for lenience, McCarthy Grievances, deviants, communists

One minute it’s calm then it’s ominous

AI says you’re treasonous the snitches were anonymous

So come out with the officers, the quadcopters opposite

Complaints from where the commerce is

Way out of reach of commoners

Plunderers, pacify the populace, pointing to the joblessness and

Pin the blame on foreigners

Kings of modern Gomorrah

Depravity and dishonour is bottomless

Demonic, despotic they got it in their head they’re Romulus

Too many Guy Sebastians, not enough of Kristoffersons

Everything is escapism disappeared in an Oculus what!

You think they see you other than bodies to put in front of the bombs

And the guns of enemies, enemies of the government

Take you back to Muhammad Ali when said he ain’t got a quarrel

With none of the Vietcong in the jungle

What if the state is corrupt, where do you stand in the struggle?

What if the cataclysm that’s coming is cos you don’t want to cause any trouble?

Keep your head down and keep pretending

You’re disconnected from everything that

This will never affect your friends

Yeh peace and love, free the doves

Thermal imaging coming from drones above

Who could make this up, Isaac Asimov?

No shortage of man who’ll take you close to God

Written by: Rory Fraser Peckham, Tim Levinson

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