LOUDER! Simplejosh
"Louder!" by Simplejosh is an energetic #Pop-Rock anthem released in 2021. The song emphasizes self-empowerment and the importance of being heard. Its catchy chorus and dynamic instrumentation create an uplifting vibe. The lyrics encourage listeners to overcome obstacles and express themselves boldly, resonating with a youthful audience seeking confidence.
[Intro: Chantal Kreviazuk]
Over time I've come to realize
That I was trying to be three people at a time
One for me and one for you and one for them
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
This that shit that y'all wanted
This shit cook up hard, don't it?
Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it
But this shit sound like God don't it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga
And y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga
Call my Phantom the holy ghost
Church on chrome wheel tires, nigga
Pop tags when I'm paranoid
'Cause the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when that powder came
For that knot saved in that shoebox
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
This big face is in Blu-Ray
And these black diamonds like Boondocks
[Bridge: Pusha-T]
I restore thе feelin' of when niggas made a killin'
Hidin' choppas in the closеt, half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions
Just so I can buy them Christians
Have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, yuugh!
Over time I've come to realize
That I was trying to be three people at a time
One for me and one for you and one for them
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
This that shit that y'all wanted
This shit cook up hard, don't it?
Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it
But this shit sound like God don't it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga
And y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga
Call my Phantom the holy ghost
Church on chrome wheel tires, nigga
Pop tags when I'm paranoid
'Cause the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when that powder came
For that knot saved in that shoebox
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
This big face is in Blu-Ray
And these black diamonds like Boondocks
[Bridge: Pusha-T]
I restore thе feelin' of when niggas made a killin'
Hidin' choppas in the closеt, half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions
Just so I can buy them Christians
Have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, yuugh!
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