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Life So Deep (feat. Emeli Sandé)

Loski

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Loski - Life So Deep (Official Audio) ft. Emeli Sandé
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loski
Loski
Performer
Emeli Sandé
Emeli Sandé
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emeli Sandé
Emeli Sandé
Composer
Jyrelle O'Connor
Jyrelle O'Connor
Composer
Shahid Khan
Shahid Khan
Composer
Porsche Besharat
Porsche Besharat
Composer
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Soraya
Soraya
Producer
Naughty Boy
Naughty Boy
Producer
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer
Dave Turner
Dave Turner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, look, life's so deep A lot of mums cry over deaths in these streets But when will it end? I don't think it ever will Gang signs turn to prayer hands for appeal I swear it's so real Lemme tell you about Kane Real hot stepper and everyone knew his name Riding with a passion, not in it for no fame The good die young, so God called his name This shit's gotta change Now the whole hood hurts They're plotting on the ones that put Kane in his hearse Shottys .32s and .44s got burst No luck today, tomorrow it's gotta work But feds got the word So now they on obbo They heard that Zak and Trey is riding tomorrow Two waps up, ain't none of their tings borrowed Trey said, "Ay, Zak these opps are getting hollows" Feds came (oh, oh) That's another L Caught with two waps, that's two tickets to jail The Serco van is on its way to Felts One-month later Zak gets given bail I wondered did he tell Trey phones the mandem Let's the brother know that Zak turned to a snitch I heard he got bail in Brum, he's with his sis Trey told Benny do research on the crib And turn it off quick And Benny's on a come up If he does it right, no longer he'll be a runner But if he moves wrong, the brothers have him for supper It's way too late to turn back or run off, so Zak's getting bun up Life's so deep A lot of mums cry over deaths in these streets But when will it end? I don't think it ever will Gang signs turn to prayer hands for appeal I swear it's so real Life's so deep A lot of mums cry over deaths in these streets But when will it end? I don't think it ever will Gang signs turn to prayer hands for appeal I swear it's so real Just pray Just pray It don't take a lot to say Just pray (pray) It don't take a lot to say Just pray Three weeks, Benny calls Trey And said he's got a cousin in Brum that knows Paige Paige is Zak's sister, Erdington is where they stay Trey said, "Tomorrow night burn up the whole place" So next day Benny's on the M-way He's with his right hand and Tdot was his name Spinner in the bag, they're ready to go cray They linked up with cuzzy, by 1:00 a.m no games Third floor and the door's 22 Cuzzy's 'round the back in the dinger ready to zoom Tdot knocked the door and Paige don't have a clue She opened up the door and Benny went boom boom Then they ran in, masks on their face Zak said, "Please!" But he knows that it's too late Tdot clocked on that Benny's starting to shake He grabbed the mash quick and put Zak in a grave Yo, they rang to the dinger and they're gone Cuzzy said, "Don't tell a soul what went on And furthermore, don't even tell me 'Cause snitches gotta die, look what happened to your G" A couple days in and Trey got the word But he ain't taking trial 'cause he knows he'll get a bird He's going guilty, so they'll take off a third Right now, Tdot and Benny's running the curb Benny told the mandem, "Don't forget the aim One of these opps gotta die for bro Kane I heard that they're shooting a vid on Saturday So me and Tdot go slide and let it rain" Saturday came and Benny's on the wheel He's got Tdot in the passy, man, they ain't playing for none Hit the opp block, took a right, took a left Saw ten opps dancing around, they having fun Tdot hopped out he's slapping, they all run One got hit and dropped, ah, he's done Tdot got close, hit his chest and his throat Turnt the boy to a ghost, he was left with the slugs Jumped back in the dinger, they both ran out of luck Four s with gunned jakes, ah, fuck Tried to get away, but they wrapped it on the mains Now there's six mums crying cah all of them lost their sons Life's so deep A lot of mums cry over deaths in these streets But when will it end? I don't think it ever will Gang signs turn to prayer hands for appeal I swear it's so real Life's so deep A lot of mums cry over deaths in these streets But when will it end? I don't think it ever will Gang signs turn to prayer hands for appeal I swear it's so real When will this end? Please, someone, help me understand When will this end? (When will this end?) When did my boy become a man? (When did my boy become a man?) When will this end? (When will this end?) When did my boy become a man? (Will this end? No, oh) When will this end?
Writer(s): Michael Jackson, Shahid Khan, Emeli Sande, Jyrelle O'connor, Porsche Soraya Besharat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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