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Testo Malevolent - Daddyphatsnaps feat. OmarCameUp

Testo della canzone Malevolent (Daddyphatsnaps feat. OmarCameUp), tratta dall'album Malevolent (Sukuna) [feat. OmarCameUp] - Single

King of the worst shit

Spit in your face that's why I'm the wordsmith

Smithing the verbs

So the King of the Curses

King of the worms

You King on the surface

King of the-

King of the-

King of the-

Whenever your urge hit

That's what you earn

The King of the Hearses

King of the Clowns

You King of the Circus

King of the-

King of the-

King of the-

I should be worshipped. Whoa

Show me your worst hit. Go!

9mm' to a Turret, Oh

Spine chill when the Turret roll

Malevolent Shrine

If you thinking that you can herd the Goat

Heard that you taking the Crown

That's something I've heard before

Grave danger

Pull the chain on your Pace maker

Money talks so I waste paper

I lay to waste if you waste Patience

Blade drawn but I stay stainless

You god hunt but I slay saviors

Bring yo down to Hell place, spacious

We trade blows, then I trade places

That Grave waiting like

Ay, Ay

Tap dance on your grave grave

So sad I can't hold back

They get toe tagged when I

Play, play

Shoulda stayed out the way, way

Now your place it ain't safe, safe

Now your brain on the pavement

Maybe next time you'll do what I say, say

(Say, say, say, say, say)

Dancing all up on your grave

Strength is unmatched I forgot how many fingers I ate

Do what I say, say, say

There's no escape

Leaving Ya' head rolling

I'm sending you straight to the gates

Bitch I'm a demon

Choppin', Cleavin'

Pop it, Bleed em'

You wanna die just give me a reason

You better pray for you life, pleadin'

Bitch I be rollin' the dice, schemin'

I can't fuck with no mice squeaking

You pay the ultimate price in pieces

Sukuna, Sukuna

They strike when it fail it all hukuna

Matata, might hail a hallelujah

No, nada might hail a call to buddha

Wrong way

I might hail a call to Lucifer Judge!

Jury Excutioner blood

Dripping from your Jugular Thug

Bitch I been a Hooligan

All of you scared

You prepare for the future

Well I'm here to tell you

The future is now

All of you talking You grinding your teeth

So it's fair that you Losers got room for the Crown

Every road is a fork that is leading to me

Bitch I'm taking the spoon out your mouth

And I'm hearing you talking

But everything ain't in the key

If your tone off, I'm tuning you out

Land one hit, Land one hit

We can call it quits

Land one hit, Land one hit

You take all of it

Land one hit, Land one hit

You can call me bitch

Land one hit, You ain't shit

Ay, Ay

Tap dance on your grave grave

So sad I can't hold back

They get toe tagged when I

Play, play

Shoulda stayed out the way, way

Now your place it ain't safe, safe

Now your brain on the pavement

Maybe next time you'll do what I say, say

(Say, say, say, say, say)

Dancing all up on your grave

Strength is unmatched I forgot how many fingers I ate

Do what I say, say, say

There's no escape

Leaving Ya' head rolling

I'm sending you straight to the gates

Bitch I'm a demon

Choppin', Cleavin'

Pop it, Bleed em'

You wanna die just give me a reason

You better pray for you life, pleadin'

Bitch I be rollin' the dice, schemin'

I can't fuck with no mice squeaking

You pay the ultimate price in pieces

You wasn't, You wasn't

You wasn't even close

But from a distance some confuse a sheep for goat

Told you that you wasn't

So you testing what I predisposed

Already caught a body in my Mind

I call it Pre-Disposed

I'm bouta, I'm bouta

I'm bouta get the axe

Keep running in the fire

Never met a match

Put you in a bodybag

Ain't the type of life that gets a pension plan

They telling ghost stories

I'm the slenderman

Everybody tough

Well they tough until comparison hit

You pop off Semi-Automatic

Like I carry a switch

I'm talking problematic arrogance, I'm wearing this shit

Feel like drizzy drake of demons out here

Repping the six - six - six

Slap you and embarrass you bitch

Cuz' you be whiffing all your punches

And you swearing it hits

I put a hole inside your abdomen, Ceserian shit

And when I'm done with you I bury the click

Cut the Metronome

All these people tryna tell me what to do

Who the fuck are you?

Tryna tell me, fuck outta here

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Writer(s): Leon Young
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