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hit em n he switched
hunnid hollows n he missed
they started hating like a bitch
at least they runnin up my shit
bitch im w Ka$hout we link n take a picture
u say i aint shit i think u salty i aint picked ya
they gon run it back like its a movie aint no script yeah
"evan we wan sign u and we wanna make u rich" yeah

i feel like he sold bitch my diamonds got me cold bitch
i can only hear it once or twice then it gets old bitch
they dont even know bitch see me movin slow bitch
and i got a fendi belt it cost more than ur whole crib
pussy think he kno shit, on my dick cant hold it
its gon cost a little more than that i need ur sole bitch
keep it on me pole or stick know i rlly blow shit
i could light u up n we can find out who the coldest

bitch im countin shit again 
twin just hit me n he told me he gon be here til the end
evan how u made a band?
talkin shit u aint my mans
and i made a bag im crushin white jus like an avalanche

bitch im w Ka$hout we link n take a picture
u say i aint shit i think u salty i aint picked ya
they gon run it back like its a movie aint no script yeah
"evan we wan sign u and we wanna make u rich" yeah

i feel like he sold bitch my diamonds got me cold bitch
i can only hear it once or twice then it gets old bitch
they dont even know bitch see me movin slow bitch
and i got a fendi belt it cost more than ur whole crib
pussy think he kno shit, on my dick cant hold it
it gon cost a little more than that i need yo sole bitch
keep it on me pole or stick know i rlly blow shit
i could light u up n we can find out who the coldest

cant hold it

Chorus: 
Uh, this a dirty one I had to start, man
Called up Pitfall, boy, I need a marksman (Woo)
Big M4, let it spark, man
I can't beef with you, you look like Eric Cartman (Wow)
Fuck I look like? Smoking carts, man
Pack of cigarettes, I'm fired up like it was arson
Sharpened, P90 got him singing, Kelly Clarkson
Yeah, I'm not from this earth, bitch, I'm a Martian

[Verse 1
I'm trigger-happy, boy, you better watch your step
I got hollows and they taking off his head
Heard he informing, yeah, he talking to the feds
Full metal jacket and it's taking off his legs

[Verse 2
Bitch, I'm zeroed in, know I need one shot
Fifty BMG, it likes to carve, take his arm off
Seekin', seein' clear into your room, bitch, I got buckshot
Couple slugs inside the Saiga, catch a gunshot
Two shots, roll a snake eyes, wе gon' hit him in the lungs
Bitch, I'm rich, I'm making money, counting fifties, thеse ain't ones
And no, you won't catch me outside of the crib without a gun
G3, I keep it slung 7.6x51
And I know that you uninformed
On the dotted line, can you sign the form?
You a pussy, all you do is sit and check the forums
Yeah, you showing off a gun but the tip is orange
Real gun? Bitch, I doubt that
Tell me you got straps, so go show me that you're 'bout that
You claim you really know me, but I doubt that
I learned this by myself, bitch, I'm an outcast

Chorus
Uh, this a dirty one I had to start, man
Called up Pitfall, boy, I need a marksman (Woo)
Big M4, let it spark, man
I can't beef with you, you look like Eric Cartman (Wow)
Fuck I look like? Smoking carts, man
Pack of cigarettes, I'm fired up like it was arson
Sharpened, P90 got him singing, Kelly Clarkson
Yeah, I'm not from this earth, bitch, I'm a Martian

murders

intro]
Uh, No, Oh, No
Mm

[Chorus]
I'm the grim reaper
Yeah your bitch she give me top up in the two seater
(Hit a) Hit a home run feeling like I'm Derek Jeter
I got six shots if you is a wife beater, ain't no wife beater
I'm the grim reaper
Yeah your bitch she give me top up in the two seater
Hit a home run feeling like I'm Derek Jeter
I got six shots if you is a wife beater, ain't no wife bеater.                                                                       Verse]
I took some time off, I took somе time off
I was in deep shit they can't keep a secret
Got your momma in my bed that bitch is screaming
Off the molly off the pill, bitch I'm feinin'
Dumbass boys you teamin'
Don't know why got it, like, who?
FN, Bitch I'm beamin'
Red dot what you seein'
In the dark I'm creepin'
Sparked it up I'm chiefin'
Sorry I had to do this again, but I guess I'm leavin'

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, No, Oh, No
Mm

[Chorus]
I'm the grim reaper
Yeah your bitch she give me top up in the two seater
(Hit a) Hit a home run feeling like I'm Derek Jeter
I got six shots if you is a wife beater, ain't no wife beater
I'm the grim reaper
Yeah your bitch she give me top up in the two seater
Hit a home run feeling like I'm Derek Jeter
I got six shots if you is a wife beater, ain't no wife beater

grim reaper

 My heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart, my heart
My heart belongs to you
Yeah, my heart belongs to you-you-you-you-you
(Hi, I'm Dante)
I should've never fell for you
All the secrets and lies I told to you
And you waiting for me to make a move
My heart belongs to you
Hit your phone last night, just tryna change your mind
Ask you to give me time, just wanna make things right
(And I know what you want, you want)
Come to an end and now I'm hangin' it up
And ever since we separated, drag my name through the mud
But you not like that, said you leavin' me
If I don't know, you comin' right back
Fuck you like you hate me, baby, I don't gotta fight back
Promise, you need that
Way she charge, I ain't giving no feedback
Bad bitch, say she going back like a relapse
Up front, mean it but I still can't relax
My-my heart (Ahh), my-my-my-heart (Ahh, ahh)
My-my heart (Ahh), my-my-my-heart (Ahh), my-my—
I should've never fell for you
All the secrets and lies I told to you
And you waiting for me to make a move (You, you, you)
My heart belongs to you
(My heart, my heart, my heart)
(My heart, my heart, my heart)
My-my heart (Ahh), my-my-my-heart (Ahh, ahh)
My-my heart (Ahh), my-my-my-heart (Ahh), my-



my heart

You better run fast
I need like eight racks
Long blade make big gash
I'm crazy, I'll admit that
Witchcraft
You better run fast
I need like eight racks
Long blade make big gash
I'm crazy, I'll admit that
Witchcraft.                                                                    Verse 1]
I dropped a pill inside my soda
Jameson put me in a coma
I stretch my check, just like it's yoga
I caught a body out in Boca (I'm di-die)
I'm moving fast, I crashed my car (I crash)
Move all black, just like some tar
I'm moving up, I'm living large
My girl got blue hair just like Marge (Crash)
Poison in my lungs, I'm bleeding
Life, to me, it has no reason
Change my fits just like the season
Light the sky, just like a beacon
I hear loud sirens, now my heart is beating
I've been pushing ether throughout every region
I'm off LSD, I got like every feeling
I like getting even, boy, for every reason

[Chorus]
You better run fast
I need like eight racks
Long blade make big gash
I'm crazy, I'll admit that
Witchcraft
You better run fast
I need like eight racks
Long blade make big gash
I'm crazy, I'll admit that
Witchcraft.                                                                   Verse 2]
I walk with a ripped soul
Bones are breaking, brittle
Headshot, triple
Blow up like a missile
She blow it like a pistol
I connect like a signal (TEC)
Red pill, blue pill, Oxy
Hold still, I'm gone off 'em
Watch me blow it, OxiClean
Wa-walk around the store, an oxy fiend
Go to sleep on pills, that's oxy dream
(I think there's something wrong with me)
Talked to the Gods, it's prophecy
You think you're funny, comedy
Not DPK, you wanna be
Bullets go straight through arteries

[Chorus]
You better run fast
I need like eight racks
Long blade, make big gash
I'm crazy, I'll admit that
Witchcraft
You better run fast
I need like eight racks
Long blade, make big gash
I'm crazy, I'll admit that
Witchcraft

witchcraft

I know you wanna see me, suffocate
It’s been so hard me to, concentrate
I break it down and watch it, all decay
I wish these stupid thoughts would go away
I could help but I choose not
Screamin’ out from the rooftops
Thinking bout the time that you’ve lost
Happy it’s over but at what cost?
I could help but I choose not
Screamin’ out from the rooftops
Thinking bout the time that you’ve lost
Happy it’s over but at what cost?
I know she not in love with me
She in love wit drugs
Keep on poppin’ X and O’s
Don’t want no kiss and hugs
Tryna get me jealous
Postin’ shit, bitch I don’t give a fuck
She said that I been her favorite one
Please don’t make me blush
Actin’ like a bad bitch
I been on my own, yeah I been tryna break these habits
I don’t want your love, yeah you can have it
Ay, hit me up and ask me what I’m on
I just won’t respond
Pray to god they don’t get me involved
I’ll just play along
But that’s exactly what you want me to do
You wanna stop me? Go ahead make a move
Runnin’ out of time
One day, I hope you’ll be mine
No I can’t stomach it
No I can’t
When I fall
I’m hoping I land
I could help but I choose not
Screamin’ out from the rooftops
Thinking bout the time that you’ve lost
Happy it’s over but at what cost?
I could help but I choose not
Screamin’ out from the rooftops
Thinking bout the time that you’ve lost
Happy it’s over but at what cost?

self sabotage

run fast


Hi, I'm Dante
Kaktus
They like, "Dante, what it do?"
What's it to you?
Ayy, I'm stomping on his skull
Their brain is sticking like some glue
I cannot apologize for all the shit I do
I keep it moving, if you push me, I'm gon' knock out all his screws
Danger, it's major
You're not coming back, won't see you later
Running through the backrooms, my dealer hit my pager
I'm looking at the sky, ask the angels for a favor
I brought a C4, and you brought a taser
Know you're a faker
Me? A creator
I don't do well with lying, emotions unavailable
I can't spend time crying, LSD, I'm off a geeb
Always feel like I'm flying, your words are so undermining
And my thoughts are declining, I just hope they remind me
They like, "Dante, what it do?"
What's it to you?
Ayy, I'm stomping on his skull, their brain is sticking like some glue
I cannot apologize for all the shit I do
I keep it moving, if you push me, I'm gon' knock out all his screws
I grab a razor, slice his throat, I know pitfall gon' pick his body up
Did everything you love, but apparently that's just not enough
Hopped in a Brinks truck, could give six fucks
G-G-Gas, I'm going fast, my apologies, you missed us
Heavy metal on my hip, know this car giving nip tucks
Xadvoi is a bitch, heard he sold his soul for six bucks
(That's a pretty low price, isn't it? Oh no, it really is)
They like, "Dante, what it do?"
What's it to you?
Ayy, I'm stomping on his skull, their brain is sticking like some glue
I cannot apologize for all the shit I do
I keep it moving, if you push me, I'm gon' knock out all his

hi my name is dante

meet you there

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