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Dopamine ft Jae Skeese (Roach Remix)
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Los Angeles Grimy Rap
Patrick Antonian, an L.A. denizen with roots from overseas, moved to Los Angeles at the age of two, immersing himself in the golden era of Hip Hop and the street culture that accompanied it. He created a sound that blends the raw, gritty essence of the West Coast with influences from the East and South. Patrick has become a staple in the underground scene, known for his sharp lyrics and grimy beats. Upholding the morals of past generations while embracing the new era, hes carved his own lane in Hip Hop. This gained the attention, not only from a loyal fanbase, but also from legends in the game. His impressive list of collaborators includes Ras Kass, Big Twins (Mobb Deep), Myka 9 (Freestyle Fellowship), A-F-R-O, Ghostface Killah (Wu-Tang), El Da Sensei (Artifacts), Guilty Simpson, and many more. This solidified his place as L.A.s grimy rap voice of today. Special Interests: Music, Song Writing, Music Licensing, Rapping, Acting, Live Performance, & Ghost Writing.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #134
Peak in subgenre #57
Author
Patrick Antonian/Ken Barbee
Uploaded
November 09, 2024
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MP3 5.5 MB • 320 kbps • 2:25
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WAV 36.7 MB
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Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Lyrics
Dopamine ft Jae Skeese Ain't nobody out in the world that spit as dope as me When I get to spazzing on mics, I raise the dopamine In my early teens, serving fiends like a coke machine Ripped apart relationships clean and left and open seem I killed a ghost, a good girl with groupie tendencies Sometimes still haunts the caves in my memories Call it karma for others I treated terribly Seems that my soul is on trial, fighting some felonies My emotion in solitary confinement Not to be a cliche, but a product of my environment All visions replay in my mind till I'm blind sided I been left behind, never mind, I'm right minded Misplaced in a pattern that I created I'm overworked feeling uninspired and jaded Stomach rumbling, so close that you could taste it Even worse, it's fucked up when you knowing you can't make it I'm broken Millions of people know just how I feel Uh, look Who am I, the talented brother that some rely on In some spaces a stranger, in others I'm like an icon Buffalo to L.A. red eyes you know that flight long On those typically I get my write on Until I touched down like I had crossed the pile on Against the odds, now I'm really winning Feeling like Allen I. looking down at Tyronn It's crazy when people will get their slight on Cause when I grace the stage I'm getting blinded by the flashes and Nikon's Iphone and Galaxy devices Ironic, I spit it mean, yet I'm actually the nicest I guess that really means that I can kill 'em with the kindness Every time I'm bringing back the pain Like you slip your disc, I'm really thriving in my lane Tailgating if your driving in my lane So move over, when I'm actually inspired it's insane I won't stop till I'm admired in the game And you thinking of the greatest when you dial up my name And you know that
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