letra de dead dragon - xavier wulf
[intro: donald j.trump]
[verse]
nowadays they always switch the subject to some stupid sh-t
now you see me ticked and p-ssed
i’m trippin’ i can’t handle it
every time you see me eyes lower than a dead man
red dragon wulf tangled up into a h-llish rant
king ice cobra fang style, f-ck your forty-tech
leave it up to me i leave ’em twisted, where you see ’em at?
i don’t give no f-ck about you punk b-tches, never that
trying to sneak on me you ain’t focused n-gg- watch your back
pull up too quick split you open then i crawl back
diamond tears came dark red due to the blood shed
pull up to the ark, blades glisten in the pitch dark
built my whole career getting faded with a pitchfork
i don’t give no f-ck bout none of you n-gg-s it go either or
people tried to play the game with me but i got better scores
thunder crow wulf claw style now you see me soar
n-gg-s acting shady give no f-ck, play me i’ll leave ’em sore
b-tch i’m finna cop the celsior, switch to [?] doors
we ain’t from the pack but we really ride them scr-pers boy
hit the curb slow at a angle yeah, that a boy
static bags, whatever we rocking n-gg- we enjoy
pull off from the clique blunt burning in the moonlight
i knew i was right left that girl and had a better night
she said, “so you single?”
i said, “bingo b-tch you d-mn right”
now you see me fading smoking waiting for my next fight
you b-tch
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