TYPEBEAT! Video (MV)
Performed By: Insidevoices
Featuring: liminal, mary low
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Raghav Surya
Insidevoices - TYPEBEAT! Lyrics
I got an excuse to crash out bitch
I've always been an artist
It's been losses from the start I put in my two cents regardless
Keep my intentions honest, revolutionary insurrection artist
When I speak I never posit, I just spit and cash deposits
I keep dreaming of a moshpit
But I'm working MP3s not lossless
So when a white boy talks shit I'm boxing
Reckless abandonment, locked in to a pattern for management
Maybe the reason I keep doing drugs is cuz when I'm without em I'm stammering
Hands clammy, damn standards, set myself down when I gotta be up
Get a damn grammy say it's for my family
But I know it's just for lust, greed, gluttony
Freedom from the things undercutting me
Deep sums pay a bitch just for living me
Crazy how my fans wanted sum for free
I always sung for free, now I sing for the love the peace
Diamond rings weren't much to me so I got a bitch like the sun the leaves
The feeling couldn't be more pristine
I'm drunk f*ck it up run from me
Why'd they f*cking run from me
I ain't ever make a type beat
I've been cooking steaks with the greens
Raising stakes building up heat and pressure like sous-vide
30k over on my tires I'm a Michelin Star on deliveries
Old head look like a kid to me
Who gon ever f*ck it up like me?
I got an excuse to crash out bitch
I've always been an artist
It's been losses from the start I put in my two cents regardless
Keep my intentions honest, revolutionary insurrection artist
When I speak I never posit, I just spit and cash deposits
I keep dreaming of a moshpit
But I'm working MP3s not lossless
So when a white boy talks shit I'm boxing
Reckless abandonment, locked in to a pattern for management
Maybe the reason I keep doing drugs is cuz when I'm without em I'm stammering
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English
I got an excuse to crash out bitch
I've always been an artist
It's been losses from the start I put in my two cents regardless
Keep my intentions honest, revolutionary insurrection artist
When I speak I never posit, I just spit and cash deposits
I keep dreaming of a moshpit
But I'm working MP3s not lossless
So when a white boy talks shit I'm boxing
Reckless abandonment, locked in to a pattern for management
Maybe the reason I keep doing drugs is cuz when I'm without em I'm stammering
Hands clammy, damn standards, set myself down when I gotta be up
Get a damn grammy say it's for my family
But I know it's just for lust, greed, gluttony
Freedom from the things undercutting me
Deep sums pay a bitch just for living me
Crazy how my fans wanted sum for free
I always sung for free, now I sing for the love the peace
Diamond rings weren't much to me so I got a bitch like the sun the leaves
The feeling couldn't be more pristine
I'm drunk f*ck it up run from me
Why'd they f*cking run from me
I ain't ever make a type beat
I've been cooking steaks with the greens
Raising stakes building up heat and pressure like sous-vide
30k over on my tires I'm a Michelin Star on deliveries
Old head look like a kid to me
Who gon ever f*ck it up like me?
I got an excuse to crash out bitch
I've always been an artist
It's been losses from the start I put in my two cents regardless
Keep my intentions honest, revolutionary insurrection artist
When I speak I never posit, I just spit and cash deposits
I keep dreaming of a moshpit
But I'm working MP3s not lossless
So when a white boy talks shit I'm boxing
Reckless abandonment, locked in to a pattern for management
Maybe the reason I keep doing drugs is cuz when I'm without em I'm stammering
I've always been an artist
It's been losses from the start I put in my two cents regardless
Keep my intentions honest, revolutionary insurrection artist
When I speak I never posit, I just spit and cash deposits
I keep dreaming of a moshpit
But I'm working MP3s not lossless
So when a white boy talks shit I'm boxing
Reckless abandonment, locked in to a pattern for management
Maybe the reason I keep doing drugs is cuz when I'm without em I'm stammering
Hands clammy, damn standards, set myself down when I gotta be up
Get a damn grammy say it's for my family
But I know it's just for lust, greed, gluttony
Freedom from the things undercutting me
Deep sums pay a bitch just for living me
Crazy how my fans wanted sum for free
I always sung for free, now I sing for the love the peace
Diamond rings weren't much to me so I got a bitch like the sun the leaves
The feeling couldn't be more pristine
I'm drunk f*ck it up run from me
Why'd they f*cking run from me
I ain't ever make a type beat
I've been cooking steaks with the greens
Raising stakes building up heat and pressure like sous-vide
30k over on my tires I'm a Michelin Star on deliveries
Old head look like a kid to me
Who gon ever f*ck it up like me?
I got an excuse to crash out bitch
I've always been an artist
It's been losses from the start I put in my two cents regardless
Keep my intentions honest, revolutionary insurrection artist
When I speak I never posit, I just spit and cash deposits
I keep dreaming of a moshpit
But I'm working MP3s not lossless
So when a white boy talks shit I'm boxing
Reckless abandonment, locked in to a pattern for management
Maybe the reason I keep doing drugs is cuz when I'm without em I'm stammering
Writer: Raghav Surya
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid