HEADLOCK - KXLLSWXTCH: letras de canciones, vídeos musicales y conciertos

HEADLOCK

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Hip-Hop/Rap

HEADLOCK fue publicado el 24 de octubre de 2025 por KILL! / EMPIRE como parte del álbum EYESORE

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RESUMEN

LETRAS

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

KXLLSWXTCH

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jonathan Whitmer

Jonathan Whitmer

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mikey the Magician

Mikey the Magician

Producer

Sambo

Mixing Engineer

Christopher Rockwell

Christopher Rockwell

Mixing Engineer

Rocci

Mastering Engineer

Letras

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Okay, let's get it

Hop out with that Desert Eagle, now he needin' a medic

I just put a switch on my 45 to exterminate peasants

I can't help but smile thumbing through these bands it's just my fetish

I can't step outside without my Glock 9, we codependent

Fee-fi-fo, I stomp his head in, leave a print

I don't need no genie, but your bitch do what I wish

Squeeze the fuckin' trigger 'til he twitchin', leave him stiff

Lathered in some diamonds that be so bright it make you squint

This a red dot

Nickel-plated cold steel tucked, but the lead hot

Oh, she wanna choke my dick just like a headlock

I just might fuck up your day to take the edge off

Pussy boy, okay

"Kill" on me engraved

Police pull up, I strike 12 like clocks mid-day

Bitch, give me face 'til your neck sprain

I Got your bitch mouth glued to my head just like toupees

Bitch, I can't maintain, so my AK spray

You should've stayed inside, I guess it ain't your day, hey

Drop down like dead flies right in your grave, hey

Walk down and scorch him like hellfire, ignite the flames, hey

Guns up to the sky, slang iron 'til I die

Three shots to the head, recon then hide him in the pines

Creep out with that iron sight, your skin get untwined

More bands comin' in, they multiply like twice

Guns up to the sky, slang iron 'til I die

Three shots to the head, recon then hide him in the pines

Creep out with that iron sight, your skin get untwined

More bands comin' in, they multiply like twice

Okay, okay

Written by: Jonathan Whitmer

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