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freezes deyna - dope is dead كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
[cuts by dj skeptic]
think again before you start rapping
these days [?] about nothing anymore

[verse 1]
every time i spit these bars, that sh_t’s so sharp
cloud rappers try to spit it and their lips get carved
their vocal chords get ripped apart, that sh_t is f_cked
and no amount of autotune can fix this up
we got our pistols c_cked, ready to take shots
at any of these vacuous, replaceable fame sl_ts
and fake thugs, they all must be on the same drug
cause they rap as if they had a couple veins in their brains clogged
i’d probably need at least a lotta weed
some booze, some ludes and a f_cking lobotomy
if i wanted my delivery to suck as much ass
as the musical taste of lil’ xan and pump fans
but f_ck them, i don’t believe the hype
especially not if these guys can’t fill two minutes with rhymes
without repeating the same line like 25 times
got nothing to say? then f_cking gimme that mic, yo

[chorus]
lil’ whack_ass clones himself
and now everybody thinks dope is dead
think again and watch out
we’re coming for ya
paragons turn gold into lead
and now everybody thinks dope is dead
think again no doubt
something in this morgue’s still alive, motherf_cker
gonna keep our sh_t diy, motherf_cker

[verse 2]
i’ve never had any trouble to pick my targets
i can always spare a diss for any hitmill garbage
but it pains me to see our inspirations from back in the day
fade _ or even worse _ go with the grain
f_ck that! what happened to being renegades?
is it advanced age demanding a bigger piece of the cake?
you know they say beggars can’t be choosers
that’s why i’ve never aimed to make a living out of music
and i refuse to do sh_t to get in tune with some two_bit vogue, what’s your f_cking excuse, b_tch?
your sound grew putrid since you got your roots clipped
the force is still there you just forgot how to use it
so yeah, i’ma poke the dead
i rather be hungry than overfed
all i need is fluffy’s, dee’s, skep’s and flow’s respect
if you successfully bend over that’s no success still…

lil’ whack_ass clones himself
and now everybody thinks dope is dead
think again and watch out
we’re coming for ya
paragons turn gold into lead
and now everybody thinks dope is dead
think again no doubt
something in this morgue’s still alive, motherf_cker
gonna keep our sh_t diy, motherf_cker

[bridge]
look at you so keen to ascend
that why you all sound like a means to an end?
i don’t feel your heart pouring in
in fact, i don’t feel a motherf_cking thing

[verse 3]
you think you’re so great?
more like so lame
that’s the kind of rhyme you fools consider ‘okay’
sh_t’s gonna make mani matter dig himself
out of his grave
and this time that burning match f_cking stays in its place
yo, what can i say? 90 percent of the game
is f_cking h0m_phones, they all sound the same
an empty phrase doesn’t gain any weight if you fill it with clichés but as long as it pays, suckers gon’ imitate
that’ just depressing, grow some b_lls, make an effort
stay independent like nofx, f_ck them hollywood records
i’ve had my fill, like we need any more run_of_the_mill
sensitive arty_ass gangsta pop on the shelves, for real

[bridge 2]
no class, no flow, no stoke
motherf_ckers got
contracts, promo but no soul
no class, no flow, no stoke
motherf_ckers got
binding contracts with ass_kissing leeches
a well_oiled machine
but no f_cking soul
let’s bring that dope sh_t the f_ck back

[outro]

- freezes deyna

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