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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Terrell Hines
Rap
BJ the Chicago Kid
Vocals
Troy Samuela
Keyboards
Kenny Wright
Keyboards
Aaron Camper
Background Vocals
Irv Washington
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Hines
Composer
Troy Samuela
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terrell Hines
Producer
Troy Samuela
Producer
Kenny Wright
Additional Producer
Andrew Wuepper
Mixing Engineer
Liz Robson
Vocal Recording Engineer
Gene Grimaldi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
1 (Terrell Hines):
Mother and son eating at a taco truck
A zombie on amphetamines got em stuck
The traffic is getting heavy everybody on edge
Feen across the street trying to tell me 'bout what's ahead
Flood seminar happening this Friday
Bruh whatcha talking 'bout that's what the sign say
Concentrated mountains feel with fountains, don't you sip
Down the line avatars come to life is flipped
I think aluminum is more precious than gold
Where we stand is all out of control
(BJ The Chicago Kid):
Yea yea as the sun go down
And the moon shine bright
At the end of the night
We gon' be alright
We gon' be alright
Hate to see my mama cry
We all know it ain't right
But at the end of the fight
Know that we gon' be alright
We gon' be alright
2 (Terrell Hines):
Smokey smoke shop serenaded with silver
The windows blowed out what a beautiful picture
A new landscape but it all look familiar
Look Like a war zone or a mass killing
But the people couldn't talk and they had know feelings
Holotrophic breathing tryna find that healing
Their all boxed in couldn't see glass ceilings
Better know the cards dealt before you start dealing
Can I help you sir do you still wanna coffee?
A cup a methane cause its good for your body
Sell you anything then they wanna call you rowdy
Sell you anything then they wanna call you rowdy
Everything around me was damn near depleted
I couldn't understand what I was seeing
The land just decays it'll try to deceive ya
Everybody so in touch so tell me why we still reaching
In the plague you gone always run in to leeches
But you better watch out because they got different features
Same shit another day I see it flow through the regions
While the waiter telling me that this shit falling to pieces
(BJ The Chicago Kid):
Yea yea as the sun go down
And the moon shine bright
At the end of the night
We gon' be alright
We gon' be alright
Hate to see my mama cry
We all know it ain't right
But at the end of the fight
Know that we gon' be alright
We gon' be alright
Writer(s): Troy Samuela, Terrell Dewayne Hines
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