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Sledgehammer

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Sledgehammer è stato pubblicato il 9 ottobre 2007 da Rhymesayers come parte dell'album 11:11

Dettagli della canzone

Album11:11

Data di uscita9 ottobre 2007

EtichettaRhymesayers

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM80

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Mac Lethal

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mac Lethal

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mac Lethal

Producer

Testi

Uhh! Black blood

Drippin' out your motherfuckin' black lungs (the whole town knows)

Black blood

Drippin' out your motherfuckin' black lungs

Come on!

There's something pulling at my focus it won't let me go

So now I'm telling everything and everyone die slow

I swear to God there's something trying to steal my sound

I swear to God it's trying to steal my sound

I tell it die slow

Now are your fans so stupid that you talk this slow

So they can understand what the hell you're saying?

If that's the case answer me one question

How's it feel to have a fan base that still uses crayons?

I'm a rapper and I don't really like rap

So I'mma leave the show and probably go get a nightcap

And if you disagree then we can just agree to disagree

But listening to this egregious bitch MC is sickening

I tell 'em die slow

Cut me up bleed all over the paper for my passage

Die slow

I'll take you to hell and introduce you to new shades of blackness

Die slow

There's a disease that's creeping under my skin

Now every alcoholic in the city probably

Getting kinda drunk off London Dry Gin

So my friends, is this the cycle's end?

I'd like to pretend that it gets washed away

A riddle say goodbye with the wind

It's not cliche I really fiend for something lively again

Cause the Texas soil and the blood of Christ didn't blend

Do you wanna dance with the Devil and me?

Incredibly, both of us share the same face

Painstakingly different

Hit 'em with another rhythm or give 'em a pitiful point of view

And I'll puncture right through the heart shaped box top

Parlay on top gonna fall if it's heavy on the top

I wanna taste blood, I wanna taste every single drop

Get so psycho, flow gonna twist me slow

But I don't need a damn crew with me though

Cause I'mma rattle everybody for the embryos

And I'm about to let the fennel go to get me home

So the gusto, it's always Satan tell the blood oath

Fuck no, not the answer, not the banter

Man I'm damn sure

Oh yeah, die slow!

Don't give a fuck about the record deal advances

Die slow

My window panes are violently tapped at by these branches

Die slow

There's a disease that's creeping under my skin

Now every alcoholic in the city probably

Getting kinda drunk off London Dry Gin

So my friends, I'm trying to comprehend

The mindful lines I often blend

That knock me off the hinge and spit the poison through a hot syringe

On a Linnity beat it's like I'm thunder and rain

The instrumental is my wonderful pain

And I won't fucking explain

Written by: Mac Lethal

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