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Doc Ock
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Doc Ock został wydany 17 grudnia 2021 przez Vampire Trap jako część albumu Doc Ock - Single
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Data wydania17 grudnia 2021
WytwórniaVampire Trap
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM169

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead2nite
Dead2nite
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josiah Luke Mansure
Josiah Luke Mansure
Songwriter
Bailey Terry Smith
Bailey Terry Smith
Songwriter

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This the flow that bust the locks off
Shut all of their comms off
Sharper than a hawk's claw
Closer than a sawed-off
Car is at the chop shop
Lair's at the dock's drop
I'ma hold the power of it
Give me twenty hours 'cause uh
Half of me machine that make me murder like I'm Doc Ock
Chip that should inhibit but it's broken I'm a lost cause
Hearing all these voices in my head they talking nonstop
When they speak they telling me to 'drop 'em 'til the block's chalk
So I try getting by
And I lie to the lies
I see life in your eyes
I can't die to this pride
Since it's stuck to my mind
The needles push through my spine
Now I'm predominant profane and all my will will subside
The will to move me aside
Oh please Lord give me a sign
I'm seeing only all these things that I am surrounded by - they fake
I take all of my work and then I turn it to bytes
When you give me another chance like putting money on dice
You see my lips can say it once but my then hands move it twice
So yeah I know you know I love you but I do it in spite
In spite of this in spite of that in spite of everything right
Yeah I don't roll the way I's raised I's raised to keep it in light
Now I don't think I'd call me good but am I cut out for crime
I wish that money, fame, and power weren't the things that I like
It's like this all I feel is bites inside my conscience like a vampire
Suck all of my blood out how they turn me to a vampire
When I feel it's foreign so I floor it I'm a bad driver
Whip it to these bridges then I crash it 'til they catch fire
Half of me machine that make me murder like I'm Doc Ock
Chip that should inhibit but it's broken I'm a lost cause
Hearing all these voices in my head they talking nonstop
When they speak they telling me to 'drop 'em 'til the block's chalk
So I try getting by
And I lie to the lies
I see life in your eyes
I can't die to this pride
Gas me 'til I'm gnashing 'til my teeth tear up like raptors
Strap me to reactors then I'll bash 'em or I'll blast 'em
I make they matter splatter then we serve 'em on a platter
Every time I ghost you see right through me like I'm Casper yep
Half of me machine that make me murder like I'm Doc Ock
Glad to be the beast but I ain't think 'bout what I bought cost
Heart it doesn't bleed much but for you I got a soft spot
Yeah I hold the key but it's been sticking since the lock's frost
Fought my demons for so long that I been praying for peace
My sword is dulling so I cull it I don't carry a piece
I'm fifty-fifty with the feeling that that feeling's deceased
I pity cities where we sleeping 'cause the money's diseased
Drown the sun in the river
But I'll get summoned next summer
Down the pint to my liver
And it's still something I suffer
Know that cruelty is cluttered
Whether the slum or the suburbs
I don't need jewelry 'cause it's clutter
I'm still asleep in my slumber
Half of me machine that make me murder like I'm Doc Ock
Chip that should inhibit but it's broken I'm a lost cause
Hearing all these voices in my head they talking nonstop
When they speak they telling me to 'drop 'em 'til the block's chalk
So I try getting by
And I lie to the lies
I see life in your eyes
I can't die to this pride
Finally got a death date
Wrote it on a bank note
Found it was the best way
Do it in the same clothes
Pushing through the test phase
Never gonna change though
Grand Terry, that's a saint's name
Put it on my gravestone
Written by: Bailey Terry Smith, Josiah Luke Mansure
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