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Inhumane
1,551
Hip-Hop/Rap
Inhumane was released on February 4, 2022 by DESERTBOYS as a part of the album Heretic
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AlbumHeretic
Release DateFebruary 4, 2022
LabelDESERTBOYS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YCK
YCK
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
YCK
YCK
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YCK
YCK
Producer

Lyrics

We don't need names (names)
You're the new slaves (slaves)
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who's talking
We don't need names (names)
You're the new slaves (slaves)
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who's talking
Eyes real low, blowing out the weed smoke
Fuck anybody knocking, I don't check the peephole
Done with the attachments, promise all the cash mint
No bills marked, passed out from the absinthe
1-0-1 inside, sweating in the sweatshop
Bitch I come up with a weapon, leave 'em fucking shellshocked
Holding me accountable, legal a liability
Failing to recognize what I'm injecting, it's killing me
Stricken and wicked, I'm forbidden out the holy garden
He's arisen, take the picket sign and nail it through my arteries
I'm feeling like I'm dying on molecular levels
It's my receptors, they're directing, shoot the messenger vessel
I'm so gone leaking, inside me's only carcinogenic
Predisposed to be a loner, coded it must be genetic
You wouldn't notice day-to-day, but I've been face-to-face with death
My cessation and location at a later date in depth
We don't need names (names)
You're the new slaves (slaves)
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who's talking
We don't need names (names)
You're the new slaves (slaves)
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who's talking
Underground renaissance, I'm a Machiavelli
I'm an archetype, I started fighting pills up in my belly
I'm the vagabond and outcast of the game
Talking 'bout some mid boosting and talking gold chains
That do not appeal to me 'cause it don't seem too real to me
And you won't see me checking into one of these facilities
Seat pushed back as I watch the world burn
Stay depositing these racks 'cause it make the world turn
To all the 30-something fuckers that crowd around the spot
We never do want 'em present and testing and we do not want the cops
Showing their faces unannounced, they're circling 'round the parking lot
And nobody's giving a fuck about your car with any carbon tops
Course it's unfortunate, corpses stored in the floor
And it's messing up the coordinates, unborn fetus, aborting it
Might have intended to offend, reaction anaphylactic
I got strong opinions, I'll continue stay problematic
We don't need names (names)
You're the new slaves (slaves)
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who's talking
We don't need names (names)
You're the new slaves (slaves)
Lining up their pockets
Inhumane and look who's talking
Written by: YCK
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