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No Hook (feat. Andrew Bigs)

Amplified.

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Music Video

Amp Melo | No Hook ft. Andrew Bigs (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Edward Thomas Kelley
Edward Thomas Kelley
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Bigs
Andrew Bigs
Songwriter
Andrew Vicente
Andrew Vicente
Songwriter
Edward Thomas Kelley
Edward Thomas Kelley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amplified.
Amplified.
Producer
DJ Phonic
DJ Phonic
Producer

Lyrics

Don't overthink it, just concentrate on the shit that matters Soon as you blinking you contemplate on your different patterns Enough the chitty-chatter, pity-patter bullshit When they gather, we will scatter. They gon' blast a full clip I pull up in my own whip Clock into the system Working like I owe this Nine to five be like religion When you conditioned and give into the lies It's division Crucified If you question otherwise I see the vision implanted I pen it single-handed Leave my ego stranded Demanding my third-eye-vision Vision like a bird's eye Listen My only tradition is to own my truth And fight my demons that I put up on a pedestal Wanting the the lavish life Baddest wife Addicted like an addict to the pipe People sour to the fight Fetal cowards in the light Put my powers to the mic Like a prowler in the night Lethal those showers on site When they notice, they know this trauma is buried deep They hope and choke you of ya life so you can barely breathe Oh, I can barely see the truth behind my own roots This oil is a mixture of compassion and poison Stuck beneath my own two Talking like I know you But I know I'm dedicated Preaching to the choir, but I know they medicated Sedated A generation of babies they keep em' faded I get it, I ain't complaining I just had to go and say it What's up? Uh, let me call it how I see it Uh, you miss your calling, obsessing over your weakness I was working night, hell, I was working weekends Cut a couple off, shit, I had my reasons Didn't like who I was being 'round certain human beings Now I'm changing scenery if I'm not feeling what I'm seeing Growing pains on the way to where I'm going, yeah But I'm still going, yeah And I was hanging around some big egos Man, he must be from London with those jabs Heathrow Took some foul shots, man No free throws He's not a team player, I go where the team goes Come on, yeah Never seen a hater hydrated They see success and they eyes get dilated Everybody wants some proof to say they made it So they can flex on anybody without hesitating Come on, this shit is crazy I could never see another like that I've been down too bad to do so much like that I just keep moving forward when they aiming for my back Too focused on my folks, I won't even react I can't even be mad I know the trauma very deep We all writin' to these loops We all stuck and repeat We all stuck and repeat Can't knock folks for how they play it No matter how you made it I just had to go and say it was good
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