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Hip-Hop/Rap
Converted 由 DESERTBOYS 於 2025年8月22日發行,收錄於專輯《Iconoclast》中
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發行日期2025年8月22日
標籤DESERTBOYS
語言English
旋律
原聲音質
Valence
節奏感
輕快
BPM70

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積分

演出藝人
YCK
YCK
演唱
詞曲
YCK
YCK
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
YCK
YCK
製作人

歌詞

It’s fine, I don’t mind cause the way I’m guessing
There ain’t much that here for the gene expression
Why reproduce and bring in this world
Someone that ain’t asked our nature? It’s neural
I am no example of self-control
Need to get a handle, I cannot fold
When my pride’s so big, I disregard advice
Then Imma lose the race at this starting line
Am I really one in what I do or had I settled
From the moment I was born? I feel it’s only detrimental
It’s the designer, I got no affinity
For and I’m marking, fuck out the vicinity
Drop a barrage, I’m a myth and mirage
It’s a helpless endeavor, get out the garage
Waving goodbye to the board and the syndicate
As I reflect, I admit that I sinned a bit
Hostile adversity, well it’s eternal
Losing the patience and filling up journals
Keeping serene so I won’t be provoked
Taken searching for something, some anger to stoke
If you had the nerve to vanquish me of any apprehension
Then you’d alter all this anguish, turned beyond my comprehension
Wield the keys and sanctify, I do declare what you defy
Struck down those deserted, I will not be converted
No more luster when you’ve grown accustomed
To the circle you have, can you even trust em?
Selling what is sacred, you intend to make the rent
And when is it reciprocated, put in maybe ten percent
Overblown, it’s so overdone
But they could raise awareness as the sober ones
I’ve been owed my dues with the rope I choose
I don’t gotta fret about it when I know I’ll lose
Claim they’re activists, what they’re lacking it’s
Made up with an unremitting adamance
You are the fool in a bigot’s parade
You’re the believer that’s sitting in place
Might be depressed like I’m never exuberant
Maybe too mellow, involve the computer in
Everything we’ve been progressing, but fuck it
In costing the comfort we’ve needed, we wrung it
Noted supposed and rightly ostensible
Traits you’re projecting are too indefensible
Imma be the arbiter and save these links
Imma need a pardon to conduct each king
If you had the nerve to vanquish me of any apprehension
Then you’d alter all this anguish, turned beyond my comprehension
Wield the keys and sanctify, I do declare what you defy
Struck down those deserted, I will not be converted
Written by: YCK
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