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Slaughter

Hip-Hop/Rap

Slaughter è stato pubblicato il 31 ottobre 2023 da YFR Records come parte dell'album X-Ecution

Dettagli della canzone

Data di uscita31 ottobre 2023

EtichettaYFR Records

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM89

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joshua D Scott

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

ColdBeatz Productions

ColdBeatz Productions

Producer

ID Labs Pittsburgh PA

ID Labs Pittsburgh PA

Recording Engineer

Byron Brown

Mixing Engineer

Jordan T. Marion

Jordan T. Marion

Mastering Engineer

Testi

You know, there ain't many emcees left in this world,

But I'll be damned if I don't keep this shit alive

I'm the last of a dying breed

I put my emotion inside these writings like diaries

I'm trying to find the means to revive a dying scene

Ain't you realize there ain't nobody alive who is live as me

Even on my fuckin' off day

Rappers getting sautéed

They stuck in the wrong ways

I cut em with saw blades

Shove em in the crawl space

You wanna play Saw games?

Okay, I'm all game

I leveled up, it's all gains

Tall ceilings in hallways

My money in good hands, I don't work at Allstate

Yeah, it's been a long wait, I came up a long way

From seeing what a song make, to making sure we all paid

Standing on it always, what the crystal ball say?

One day we'll be all greats,

It ain't tell me y'all's fate

It told me that y'all fake

Every crumb that y'all take

Is from a cake that I made, when we could've all baked

I just cut my grass low, what I found was all snakes

Told em they should all leave, then I grabbed a small rake

Family get a gate pass, they be eating all steak

You paying a late fee, don't even get a small plate

Aye, you can't stop me from getting what I deserve

I've been ripping it different and it been hitting for sure

And if you try to stop my drive, you gettin' kicked to the curb

I'll teach you how to kill a verse bitch, listen and learn

Keep it runnin

I'm war torn like the warrior Conan

My flow form like a storm, you got no chance

Hungry for more, eat rappers like a cold sandwich

Unload hammers, I'm leaving skull damage, Huh

That's a headshot dummy, use your brain

Ben Frank's out the bank, that's a signature name

Headline said independent rapper killing the game

Bitch, Muscotti be the name, we ain't living the same

I'm finna plan a trip all the way to Costa Rica

I don't hang around the snakes, rats or vultures neither

And I only keep rapping cause my culture need it

I'm on the way to the top, you look so defeated

So keep it at a stack

We don't fuck with each other, we never have

We should probably leave it at that

You whack, I'm sorry dog, I'm just speaking the facts

In fact, let's battle you and me, I guarantee it's a wrap

Who would listen to that, to watch em get waxed

Bitch, my flow is gasoline when it's mixed with a match

Jomar got the heat and he mix it and master

Your team looks weak, got a fleet of attackers

We gon' get what we after, independent with masters

And a hundred mill bet on who Ferrari is faster

It's Money Mu, getting green like a pasture

And my dad he a pastor, but I'm bombing these rappers

Written by: Joshua D Scott

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