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letra de dead meat!!! - keze

[verse 1]
uh
i don’t wanna d-ck suck any of these rappers
these b-tches are my enemies, i get rid of them faster
put ’em in a headlock, i turn ’em into ghost, casper
you are not a f-cking rager
you are only bringing laughter to my camp, b-tch
we see your instagram videos and laugh, b-tch
i only f-ck with you if your f-cking beats are clean
if your verses make you an addition to the scene
if you not f-cking dope, see a bridge and leap
you never ten toes down, you ain’t even got no feet
you just a f-cking alcoholic
i hope you nеver have kids
my sh-t’s only sold to the highеst bid
yeah, you f-cking mid, uh
chickens only die when you cut the head off
put ’em on a hook and take the motherf-ckin’ skin off
why you shivering in fear?
it’s just a meet and greet
then you realize that you dead meat
this that third impact sh-t, terminal dogma sh-t
motherf-cker’s know i’m ridin’ ‘round in a he-rs- and sh-t
i got your career sittin’ in the back
why you just don’t give up?
i just don’t understand
[hook]
one, two, three, four
i’m comin’ live from the morgue
all the competition dead
i’m aiming for the head
and all yo b-tches throats sore
i used up all the lead
on all these sons of b-tches heads
now they f-cking dead

[bridge]
go crazy, go stupid
go crazy, go stupid
now die, now die
now die, now die
go crazy, go stupid
go crazy, go stupid
you nothing but dead meat, uh
(i’m struggling in there)
you nothing but dead meat, uh
(you know what you are, stern? you know what you are?)
you nothing but dead meat, uh
(you’re the antichrist)
you nothing but dead meat, uh
(that’s what you are! you are the motherf-cking antichrist!)
[verse 2]
one, two, three to the four
i’m the grim reaper when i’m knockin’ at your door
i’m disguise with the all white with my dark soul
eyes across the skies, angel eyes and they all wide
the day of judgment is here and your time is up
those restless dreams were nothin, b-tch, you outta luck
say your last prayers, bye to your parents
bye to the ones you love and the ones you cherish
i got them nike decades on and i’m beating f-cking dirt
all i wanna know is if we alone on this earth
if i’m not, i’m still the baddest f-cker on this rock
pick me from a group of rappers, i’m the baddest of the lot, uh
i don’t wanna hear sh-t bout numbers
i don’t wanna hear if you totin’ lumber
all i care about is puttin’ you to slumber
motherf-cker that’s right, your ass is out numbered

[outro]
uh, yeah, your ass is outnumbered
uh, yeah, your ass is outnumbered
uh, yeah, your ass is outnumbered
uh, you not totin’ lumber
uh, yeah, your ass is outnumbered
uh, you not totin’ lumber
uh, yeah, your ass is outnumbered
restless dreams, b-tch
well if they hate him, then why do they listen?
most common answer? “i wanna see what he’ll say next”

- keze

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