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Slipped Disk
Hip-Hop/Rap
Slipped Disk was released on August 9, 2025 by HighLine Ent as a part of the album It's Always Been Me
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Release DateAugust 9, 2025
LabelHighLine Ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matthew Tyciak
Matthew Tyciak
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Tyciak
Matthew Tyciak
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nictunez
Nictunez
Producer
Lakim Golden
Lakim Golden
Mixing Engineer
Red Room Recording Studio
Red Room Recording Studio
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

So, you sit by the window
As we just sit here and wait
All of the day
Through all these days
Thinking, wondering, all the memories
Watch how I come in on this
Can't catch me falling like a slipped dish
I've been sick with some slit wrists
Mental in the head, been jarring for some slickness
Lord, I'm asking for forgiveness
As I've fortaken this beat, and made it see through like no tints
Hold your breath, I can still smell it from the nose mints
32 inch blades go round and round, make you lose your focus
Hopeless, I've been snatching souls off the dope list
I leave my blood to the game, but y'all might not even notice
This hoe sense, I hear they talking but ain't making no sense
As I proceed you suck in the past tense
I'm off the glass, it's fast break time
Ain't no stopping, y'all done put me in a lime
Lights been flashing like a NOM-fight
PTSD, it got me shooting first, if it ain't sound right
7-6-2 hit you like a lion bite
Five nights of Freddy's, seem like you on your sixth life
Pussy cats can't keep it zip tight
Get a little nip, got em meowing to the mice
So, you sit by the window
So, we just sit by the window
All of the day
All day
All day
And a well full of memories
I just can't get rid of them
They're haunting all the way
Yeah
I'm asking for returns, I'm wondering what's the hold up
She said I never learn, try to play me like controllers
She said I never focus, she said I'm so hopeless
She just wants love, someone to hold in touch
There ain't no need to rush
Coming to fuss, baby, don't kill my buzz
I hope that's not too much to ask for
Thought you had some sense what you talking in the past for
Mr. Sandler gotta click fast forward
Give me the love, give me the hate
I know that I'm on, I know that I'm great
I know that this message, it might be too late
But I can never let it destin my fate
All of these angles, too much on my plate
Losing my memory, run out of space
Running from demons, I don't wanna face
But now that I'm out of this world, you cannot label a touch
What is out of your reach
Using my words and my melodies, I'm just trying to teach
But honestly, I'm so high, I'll never be flat on my feet
I'll never be flat on my feet
Damn
I'm so high, I'll never be flat on my feet
Flat on my feet
So I sit by the window all of the day
And a well full of memories, they're haunting all the way
Written by: Matthew Tyciak, Nicolas Dicataldo
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