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Overkill
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Overkill został wydany 28 lutego 2025 przez Killstreak Certified jako część albumu Medication: The Prequel
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Data wydania28 lutego 2025
WytwórniaKillstreak Certified
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM77

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FiveFingersNoah
FiveFingersNoah
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Brown
Noah Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FiveFingersNoah
FiveFingersNoah
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Going overkill with that horror scope, Saturn rings gon' put you on a poke
Sentence delay like George Santos, get you removed like TJ Ducklo
This 5.11 with a Five-seveN and it really don't give a fuck though
Sixth sense, better make sure you duck low, might as just well touch toe
Better stay cool like DDR, hardly knew you just like VCR
She wanna talk, I don't wanna talk all about E30's and expensive cars
Vertigo got my head spinning, god tryna halt me from winning
They tarnish the sound just like Brennan, but fail quick just like Lenin
Know a few people in the scene just like Ingraham at the RNC
Helping the Proud Boys out when they in need like Taylor Greene at the AFPAC
So we gon' wash 'em out, catch a stain just like white denim
White china straight from the homeland, bring 'em to their forums, not talking Yan'an
They moving across states like Kyle Ritten, ARP hit you in the shins
Make you drop to the ground and feast on chitlins, history gon' be forever written
Relocate, house, and hold your ground, soldier of the next war, pop shell sound
They say we in the new America, let me know what the fuck is that about
(He is working it out for my good, I know, that I know, he is)
Xiaohongshu like Marjorie, they junkies, home at the pharmacy
You stand in your place bleeding, these shells insta-kill at arteries
I got a lucky cat for Buddhism, same cat got my tongue like Bushism
She say why can't you speak, because I can't speak without the rhythm
ARP gon' send 'em to Rednote, these shells ring out at your chest though
Them shells just like BO2, it might as well been a quick scope
Periscope gon' catch you out of sight, you can fact check my rhymes with a snope
Damn, murder she wrote, two hands together, better pray for hope
(He is working it out for my good, I know, that I know, he is)
Going overkill with that horror scope, Saturn rings gon' put you on a poke
Sentence delay like George Santos, get you removed like TJ Ducklo
This 5.11 with a Five-seveN and it really don't give a fuck though
Sixth sense, better make sure you duck low, might as just well touch toe
Better stay cool like DDR, hardly knew you just like VCR
She wanna talk, I don't wanna talk all about E30's and expensive cars
Vertigo got my head spinning, god tryna halt me from winning
They tarnish the sound just like Brennan, but fail quick just like Lenin
Know a few people in the scene just like Ingraham at the RNC
Helping the Proud Boys out when they in need like Taylor Greene at the AFPAC
So we gon' wash 'em out, catch a stain just like white denim
White china straight from the homeland, bring 'em to their forums, not talking Yan'an
They moving across states like Kyle Ritten, ARP hit you in the shins
Make you drop to the ground and feast on chitlins, history gon' be forever written
Relocate, house, and hold your ground, soldier of the next war, pop shell sound
They say we in the new America, let me know what the fuck is that about
Written by: Noah Brown
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