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Description
The bass pounds so hard that the asphalt beneath your feet begins to pulsate.
Everything here is built on contrasts: the cold ‘I can't feel my face’ and the hot fire that bursts out of the speakers like a torch.
Inside the frame are lamps with doors open, gorillas in ‘Timbah’, hibachi for dinner, and hands weighed down with gold.
And amid all this noise, there is a main refrain: not for likes, not for a gram of showmanship - only for the process, which in itself is more valuable than any prize.
Vocals: Nechie
Assistant Sound Engineer: Ben Ruggs
Sound Engineer: Deli Banger
Producer: Don Oskar
Producer: Evergrn
Additional Arranger: Florian Ongonga
Sound Engineer: Florian Ongonga
Vocals: Gunna
A&R: James Flynn
Mastering Engineer: Joe LaPorta
Marketing: Shy Ferguson
Producer: TURBO
Assistant Sound Engineer: Vince Pates
Writer: Sergio Kitchens
Writer: Ceron Lee
Writer: Amman Moosa Nurani
Writer: Luc Oscar Purcell Randmaa
Writer: Chandler Great
Lyrics and translation
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