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Fading
Hip-Hop/Rap
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Çıkış Tarihi30 Temmuz 2026
FirmaBedRoom inc.
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM90

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nehemiah Caradwyn
Nehemiah Caradwyn
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nehemiah Caradwyn
Nehemiah Caradwyn
Songwriter
Liam Stapleton
Liam Stapleton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Technode
Technode
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Oh so many
Telling me what I ought to be, telling me what I'm not
Lay in the bed you making, now you awake in a cot
Tell you when to go harder, and telling you when to stop
Acting like it don't matter when you gave it all you got
Praying the beats get fatter like farmers be with their crops
Errbody a rapper, of course the stocks drop
Cackling on the beat like I'm eating some pop rocks
Ha ha, it's all so swell
Tell you when to accept it, and tell you when to rebel
Comment tu t'appelles? mademoiselle
When do I hold mon coeur, when do I sell
Make me inspired, hell, make me compelled
Anything to make sure I don't wake up in a cell
Policing what I eat, like dogs be to a bell
Never been street, always been parallel
Every power ranger need a baddie, I need a battle angel
And every hitter need a caddy, actually it's stranger
The thing is, these athletes couldn't make it in the biz
For sure
A little bit of piff, selling it on the low
Wrote a little script, you casted, it's for the globe
Another casualty, we wondering where he go
Ship him overseas, ship him where he don't know
Put him in target clothes, tell him that he the shit
Tell him that they a bitch, and they can go eat a dick
For a degree and salary, I bet they grant they wish
Tell that kid that they are so talented
And the price of fame don't change for what they balance is
Same gig, the game stay rigged
Tell the youth aim low, praying that they don't miss
The industry's bleeding us, like a tick
Tick, tick, the clock strikes five
Quick, quick, remember you're alive
Itch, itch, scratch that you should cry
Hit, hit, sleep until nine
Same day, replays, it's stuck on rewind
For, so many
Written by: Liam Stapleton, Nehemiah Caradwyn
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