Listen to Write This Down (feat. Nieve) by SoulChef

Write This Down (feat. Nieve)

SoulChef

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

SoulChef - Write This Down (Feat. Nieve)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SoulChef
SoulChef
Performer
Various Artists
Various Artists
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaun Hopkins
Shaun Hopkins
Songwriter
Steven Moseni
Steven Moseni
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SoulChef
SoulChef
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, Nieve Goon Trax A SoulChef production Got me like Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me grab the mic Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me have the mic I'm getting older, I'm no longer the young pro So ain't no little kid going to tell me I'm done for And you ain't even worth it to rhyme to Just thought I'd go and leave a little note to remind you In case you wanna Stir the pot up, cause a little drama You don't really want to battle, I'll say things you never thought of and have never seen You caught a line and became a fiend, my dope rhyme like amphetamine You had a dream, the type to make you think you fall through Who you think you are, you ain't too big to sock two A kick one, I grab the mic and I spit, son Try to share the soul laying low in my system And say whatever, it just don't matter anymore I know my future is destined to carry on There's no baggage that's heavy on My shoulders are very strong, you know Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me grab the mic (grab the mic) Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me have the mic (have the mic) Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me grab the mic (grab the mic) Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me have the mic (have the mic) It's just the same old motif The heart never safe pretty girls a cold thief She got away, the way she move make you wanna stay It's kind of smooth how she stalk her prey I walk away, don't blame if you see me look back though She fit me to a Texas T, baby, was black gold And from my rap flow, I thought I had her but I guess it didn't matter She didn't think it was that dope Leave the girl with the woe is me Just another slide show in my poetry Picture me rollin' in a five hundred buying roses in the dozen For the lady I want, won't that be something? But I'm worried it will never be Too many games be played love, we use it in a phrase like a spelling bee Putting her spell on me, hypnotized Was the devil in disguise, she decided the hell with me (Yeah) Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me grab the mic (grab the mic) Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me have the mic (have the mic) Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me grab the mic (grab the mic) Don't want to write this down I want say it while it's like this now, so let me have the mic (have the mic) (Yeah)
Writer(s): Shaun Hopkins, Steven Moseni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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