death awaits

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pride

2/7/22

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Did The Beat Drop?

Did The Beat Drop? (Prod. Dazeful)

Lyrics 

Hook

Welcome to hell sweetie we niggas from the east side
Greet you with both hands and give you my contempt smile 
You stepped foot in this coop there is no going out
Take you to pub Zenith and offer you a moonshine
You getting tipsy on your first shot ( first shot )
Like it or not, that's the hellsburg reception , i command that you awaken
Marvelous city but super dangerous.  Have a seat observe danger fabricated
Like it but don't get infatuated, face it a smack to your sanity cause you loosing it
Ain't giving birth to no hater we aborting it.

Verse 1

This ain't no movie ain't no happy ending.  Stop signs are good spots for life endings. They got plethora of drugs the youths are suffocating  
Both pills aligned like we in the matrix.
Ain't no gangster i don't fuck with fake gangsters who only take shots when they sip vodka.

They drink and drive i drink and write that's  why they wanna lock me.
On are these cameras i fuck her in the lobby when Hennessey got me  shit is crazy. Call me the walking corpse.

I know you dead but I'll just add five extra bullets through your skull 
Nightmare on Steven street i sleep with a chainsaw, mask off
Quitters and i cannot fling, bitch i got wings you affected by gravity like water out syringes. I'm the shit bitches chase like flies.

Hook

Welcome to hell sweetie we niggas from the east side
Greet you with both hands and give you my contempt smile 
You stepped foot in this coop there is no going out
Take you to pub Zenith and offer you a moonshine
You getting tipsy on your first shot ( first shot )
Like it or not, that's the hellsburg reception , i command that you awaken
Marvelous city but super dangerous.  Have a seat observe danger fabricated
Like it but don't get infatuated, face it a smack to your sanity cause you loosing it
Ain't giving birth to no hater we aborting it.

Verse 2 ( Pryd )

This the city niqqas die to make a living// Got some niggas that gon take cause it aint given 
Here you gotta stay awake, dont be sleepin, cause they could pull with the heat while u chillin      
Welcome to Hell, but this the city of the Gods, If u a dummy in these streets, they gon tear your ass apart.
You gotta move with the goons with tools and street smarts, Aint no game, if u snooze, you lose, no restarting     
Everybody need something.  Either the plug, or money game deep pockets        Nobody playin around here, better watch how you approach, They turned his ass into a ghost just cause he tried to be a bro 
Thas the typa shit that show u niqqas outchea hella cold, Thas the typa shit that make a nigga wanna get a pole              
If this was hell, I'd prolly be the devil,  Nobody to pray to, aint nobody gon save you.

Hook

Welcome to hell sweetie we niggas from the east side
Greet you with both hands and give you my contempt smile 
You stepped foot in this coop there is no going out
Take you to pub Zenith and offer you a moonshine
You getting tipsy on your first shot ( first shot )
Like it or not, that's the hellsburg reception , i command that you awaken
Marvelous city but super dangerous.  Have a seat observe danger fabricated
Like it but don't get infatuated, face it a smack to your sanity cause you loosing it
Ain't giving birth to no hater we aborting it.

Lyrics Video - https://youtu.be/1RRQnU_kJgY?si=4TyXrhNBuq8fYnZ_

Hellsburg Reception

Hellsburg Reception ( Feat Pryd )

FDB ANTHEM

Written By: Michael Conover

This that how high can you go?
This that, all what you know
This that fast car, watch me go
This that trap music, watch me flow
Bout’ to hit a lick, then off to the dough
Really dawg, you ain’t know 
When it comes to this, you is slow
I’m up high, you on the floor

Catch the strangers knocking on the door
I’m really bout to hit this woah
Critic when I write, this that Edgar Allen Poe
Hide my face, ain’t nothing I wanna show

Reppin’ the 217, what you know?
All my beats come fresh off the stove 
1,2,3 Ready set go
Wait, you wasn’t ready 

Ahead of my time 
They want me locked down, hide the key he committed another crime 
I did my time, now it’s time to shine 
Caught up, this is this, and that is that 
I said hold up “watch your back”

This that how high can you go?
This that, all what you know
This that fast car, watch me go
This that trap music, watch me flow

Rewind time, watch me break the knob off 
Top of my city, really bout’ to pop off
I know all about that 
What you know?
I know all about that
They said take some time 
I could never, I’m feelin’ way to fine (fine)
Feelin’ like fresh red wine (wine)
This your only chance, then let me hit my disco dance 

Bout’ to hit a lick, then off to the dough
Really dawg, you ain’t know 
When it comes to this, you is slow
I’m up high, you on the floor

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