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Lethal
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lethal κυκλοφόρησε στις 11 Ιουλίου 2023 από 5525324 Records DK ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Lethal - Single
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ΆλμπουμLethal - Single
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας11 Ιουλίου 2023
Ετικέτα5525324 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM71

Συντελεστές

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Parsa Eivani
Parsa Eivani
Songwriter

Στίχοι

I'm a tour guide on the pigeon land
You're like a drone being so unmanned
Mafia status
Not local gang
Hear any whispers
Back out the shank
So unmatched
I'm not a vandal but leave a carving on your face
Leave no trace
All the mandem around saying grace
Praise is for Allah but they adore me
Never miss a vital shot like Kobe
Holiday pin drops like we're bowling
Whips pass
Engines always roaring
Brothers so real wallahi
When you see us
Look for car keys
Rambos in your belly get cocky
Your mandem politics have been faulty
Bad B's naughty
Smoking ganja like we're yardies
Should have poetic side to do them drills
Shine so bright like iced out grills
Do them block chings just for the thrill
It's so mad it has gone Sci-Fi
You're not a g with no Wi-Fi
Banger beats play on Hi-Fi
Target eliminated High Five
Opps eyes bloody but no weed
Knife in the belly but proceed
Blood pouring out and you grow weak
We feed on it like a feast
Paigans in sight
Unleash the beast
Stabbed him so hard that his wound smelled like metal
Couldn't run far the rambo is so lethal
Debating is he alive or dead like a fetus
They say when you die is like a free fall
I'm so quick with my right hand shave that your probably die mid-air
Kurdish crown over the head
If you don't know what I said
Ask your barbers then
We share the passion for shaving heads
Youngers on mopeds
Lights on
More feds
Gunshots
So red
Blood on the asphalt
Cars fast
NASCAR
50's stack up
Its so mad cuz
Corns in your trap house
P's in ma laptop
Never gone bankrupt
These are all facts hon
Facts
You hear no cap from this booth
My man chinged up (beep) so smooth
(beep) just ran from e block youts
Tough Like G Class roots
Chain nicked
See that fool
Tried to jump me
Jumped them barriers
Bomb them
Harriers
Complex careers
Whole block dashed or flashed my blade
Guns out
Military Grade
Corns in
Here comes flakes
Shota Shota
Scream like raves
Right hand fast like Federer's
Lead the score No Levellers
Doing drills
Opps on ground screaming please
There is no popo but they freeze
How many opps been put in a rizz
How many opps yet got to bleed
Free all Mandem
All Real Gz
North East
Winter is coming bruv
Even our dead will cause you problems
Fuck the wall
We be white walkers
Written by: Parsa Eivani
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