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Hellsent
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Hellsent was released on January 10, 2024 by TBG Entertainment as a part of the album The Streets Feel Pain Volume 1
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Release DateJanuary 10, 2024
LabelTBG Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Vasquez
Albert Vasquez
Songwriter

Lyrics

TBG the set, Hellsent
Demons, that's a bet
We from the Vill side of the fence
All the pain and stress
Hold up wait a minute, let a **** vent
Losing my brothers that put me on bent
Fuck what you heard ill say it again
TBG the set, Hellsent
Demons, that's a bet
We from the Vill side of the fence
All the pain and stress
Hold up wait a minute, let a **** vent
Losing my brothers, that put me on bent
Fuck what you heard and I'll say it again
Totin' my canik and letting it rip
Anybody that talk that shit
I've talk to,
I've talk to,
I've talked to demons from the rip
Streets Feel Pain up in this bitch
TBG
Village, baby
This shit deeper than you think
All my Gs, uh
Canik on me and I'm finna bust a switch
Soldiers at ease, uh
You would think we the Navy, on how we totin' our shit
Uh, Savage is back in this bitch
Rockin' LaTrap, stay with the drip
Quis with the 9, he stay busting flicks
I got my iron and I'll empty the clip
Tae got the poker, I'm jacking your shit
TPA, you my TBG
And I ain lying bout shit, bitch
Uh, MQ when you come through
We gon' ride round with that
Sunroof, ay
What you know about thugging the pain
Jugging, finesse, and then hittin' a stain
Giving my demons a run for their fame
Bustin' my canik, I'm feeling insane
Back in the mix and I'm feeling the same
Uh, two-tone wrist, that plane
Darling, give me face
Bands all in the safe
Drums around my waist
Demons in my space
We took our chance and ran with the play
Free all my brothers, ain't make it out their case
Long live my demons, ain't make it back home today
That's why my paranoias in my face
Uh, paranoias in my face
Paranoia in my face
TBG the set, Hellsent
Demons, that's a bet
We from the, we from the, we from the
Vill side of the fence
All the pain and stress
Hold up wait a minute, let a **** vent
Losing my brothers, that put me on bent
Fuck what you heard and I'll say it again
Totin' my canik and letting it rip
Anybody that talk that shit
I've talked the demons from the rip
Keep that canik on my waist
I'd rather fight a fucking case than be buried down in a case
Call these **** change
They be flipping face
Catch a quarter case
And they start flipping things and stating names
Uh, uh, uh
Really be speaking my peace
Savage gon' reach for the stars and murder the beat
Call up SP, it's a murder scene
Booth got too hot, just like third degree
My name ringing bells, oh, you heard of me
Went from thuggin', to robbin', to Balmain jeans
True Religion and New Balance steez
Uh, free all my brothers, ain't nothin' sweet
Written by: Albert Vasquez
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