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letra de dead angels. - prdctdgtal

[hook 1: isaiah]

this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
more like boggy down, run them out, hype sh-t
hype sh-t, all these people sayin’ they don’t like me
like me, don’t run your mouth, fight me
this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
more like boggy down, run them out, hype sh-t
hype sh-t, all these people sayin’ they don’t like me
like me, don’t run your mouth, fight me

[verse 1: aaron]

when i pull up to your what what?
pull up to your f-cking car
with your girl up on my arm
man your sh-t just flows like tar
i be the one i set the bar
you don’t know who the f-ck we are?
prdctdgtal baby
y’all wanna know how we got these scars?
put a razor in your mouth swished around then knocked you out
we don’t chase the clout and y’all know what i’m talking bout
bape, supreme
cl!ckbait, false dreams
’cause we know we don’t need that sh-t
our musics like a movie scene
we just switched the style up
just for this one song
usually we indie rocking
now we f-cking dropping bombs
i’m feeling like god
i got the world in my palm
more lethal than saddam
always loud never calm
i sulk through this world like blowing snow on concrete
ship me and i’m heavy bulk rapping on this bomb beat
i’m a beast with this sh-t zlatan ibrahimović
want this heat little b-tch? ask drake i just flipped a switch

[hook 2: isaiah]

this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
more like boggy down, run them out, hype sh-t
hype sh-t, all these people sayin’ they don’t like me
like me, don’t run your mouth, fight me
this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t

[verse 2: isaiah]
fight me, i’m not here to save the game
i’m here to make the change
this ain’t your mumble double wack sh-t
this that you’re in trouble rap sh-t
let me rap quick b-tch i’m fantastic
f-ck you mean that i’m batsh-t
stab my back quick
let me end that sh-t
this is my fl!ck imma talk sh-t
you want this money?
f-ck it you can’t have
don’t get burnt by the flame
get ready for the change

[verse 3: zed]

let the devil in like sargeist
leviathan with the scar sight (ahhh)
the glint in my eyes sh-t real star like
y’all dumb as f-ck like the far right
i stay loose but keep my bars tight
flow with the force of a f-cking shark bite
we dead angels with the dark might
got our minds f-cked but our hearts alright
i’m a fallen angel like lucifer
feeling like a demon do you concur?
i only write rhymes when the blues occur
don’t carry a weapon i use my words

[outro: isaiah]

this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t
(this ain’t no watered down, run your mouth, type sh-t)
campfire, can’t feel the rain

- prdctdgtal

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