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Interdead
5075
Hip-Hop/Rap
Interdead è stato pubblicato il 18 aprile 2025 da Independent come parte dell'album Interdead - Single
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Data di uscita18 aprile 2025
EtichettaIndependent
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yanko
Yanko
Rap
Drill SZN
Drill SZN
Performer
yanko bwc
yanko bwc
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
yanko bwc
yanko bwc
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D Zeus
D Zeus
Producer

Testi

Ayy, whoosh
DZ
Beef with internet boys
Dead ****
Fuck the internet
Ayy, Tweeko mixed this, y'know, it sounds cold
My heart is black and my veins are blue
He was getting run down by shanks
And he got plugged in and turned into fumes (Cabbage)
Inhale that zoot
I let my jail shank eat on a 2's (Ching, ching)
Chinged him and I chinged myself in the thumb
I looked at my shank like "How are you
Biting the hand that's feeding you?" (How?)
Hand ting in a saloon
We gotta move smart in the whip
Tryna spot a paigon and pop his balloon (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
Gang bring toys to the story, it's not a cartoon
I'll leave you looking maroon
In jail, I threw a flick knife in on a drill
In a last resort, man melt two blades in a tablespoon
We don't keep up with the latest trends
We spend our money on skengs
Their friend is dead and they talk on the net
That's their version of revenge (He's gone)
Like what's going through their head?
They're confusing the streets with the internet (Ayy)
Cyber attacking the guys who's wet
We got no respect for the inter-dead (None)
Come like we got a war with spiders
Cah them man are just stuck to the web
But they can't be spiders
Cah bro slapped it and he saw more than eight legs
Why the fuck are they into the fashion?
That's for the pretty girls, not the GM's
My man got shot and bled
'Cah he weren't bulletproof like 50 Cent
Stop tryna impress the civilians
Your dead friends looking down from
The sky saying "Ride for me, you idiot"
Girl landed from Australia, Italian and she's Egyptian (Leng one)
Feds putting my gang on pyramids
Cah they wanna give us imprisonment
I went jail for selling that heroin
Fuck, I wish they thought it was cinnamon (Free me)
My rambo gives big nasty wounds
And I laugh like I watch Mo Gilligan
Me and Tiny chasing millions
We ain't gotta post or stack in pictures
Or buy designer to show our wealth
The things we buy will fuck up your health
Got guns for the war and guns to sell (Bow)
We don't keep up with the latest trends
We spend our money on skengs (Yeah)
Their friend is dead and they talk on the net
That's their version of revenge (He's gone)
Like what's going through their head?
They're confusing the streets with the internet
Cyber attacking the guys who's wet
We got no respect for the inter-dead (Ayy)
Come like we got a war with spiders
Cah them man are just stuck to the web
But they can't be spiders
Cah bro slapped it and he saw more than eight legs
Why the fuck are they into the fashion?
That's for the pretty girls, not the GM's
My man got shot and bled
'Cah he weren't bulletproof like 50 Cent
Stop spreading rumours to the fans
Congratulations, they believe you and think you're bad (Leng boy)
But if we just stick to the stats, the
Reality is that your friends are packs
He got red stripes on his chest and back
Them man are our rivals
Gangs like intern, them man there are AC Milan
Keep talking on Snap' and 'Gram
We're not gonna reply online
Send me a low, I'll buck you live
I got a blade like Wesley Snipes
Bro called 1AM that day you got clocked but it weren't your time
And your reply was taking a fucking pic of a postcode sign
Fucking weirdo
Yeah
Free my fucking **** Splash
Yeah
BWC
Real steppers, real cash earners
Written by: yanko bwc
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