DEAD BEATS

Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lurking now

Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lock it down

Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lurking now

Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lock it down

Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lurking now

Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lock it down (This song makes no sense)

Gettin' kinda stir-crazy, you heard this

I wonder what the meaning of lazy or life without work is?

Kawaii shinigami, at your service

Mark your enemies, and I'll show them what hurt is

Merciless, but what else should I be?

Sudden nice guy gap, but that's honesty

A blood price to be paid, but I promise, it's worth this

On-demand-homicidal-circus

All ya really gotta do is sign on the dotted line

It's probably fine, right? Sike, your soul is mine

It's all good, being a Dead Bea'ts got benefits

We'll be best friends, that's the end of it

Then I get a rush of adrenaline, I think I like you

Wanna feel my five foot scythe inside you?

I would die for you and that adorable scream

Curious, would you die for me?

We'll lock it down

So when you bitches need me, call (By your side with my scythe and red wine)

I'll make 'em wish they never lived at all (I'll fuck 'em up, Gucci?)

Just leave it all to us, 'cause in the end

We on another level, when the dust settles, an actual scene outta hell

We'll lock it down

So when you bitches need me, call (By your side with my scythe and red wine)

I'll make 'em wish they never lived at all (I'll fuck 'em up, Gucci?)

Just leave it all to us, 'cause in the end

Not a lot that opposers can say

To counterpoint the wise ass words of my sensei

(Skip class)

Okay, next?

(Take rips)

Eh, thought so

Make no mistake, these are killer vibes

I don't take breaks 'cause I'm taking lives

To die by the scythe? That's the highest honor

Run and hide? You can try, you're a goddamn goner

I could play the game by the rules, hell, I'd lose it

Drop names, drain fools dry, I'm ruthless

Grab a little auto-tune, then abuse it

Two clicks, beep-boop, sounds like music

New hits, cheap loops, samples, free beats

Loose fit, shitty design like a pair of Yeezys

Rappin's easy and music's hard

Slappin' fair use material together

I could never be the star I seek to be, swear I'll make ya proud

Dead Beats cheer for me and cheer loud

Decimate the crowd, that's for sure

Got a little sentimental, back to murder

We'll lock it down

So when you bitches need me, call (By your side with my scythe and red wine)

I'll make 'em wish they never lived at all (I'll fuck 'em up, Gucci?)

Just leave it all to us 'cause in the end

We on another level, when the dust settles, an actual scene outta hell

We'll lock it down

So when you bitches need me, call (By your side with my scythe and red wine)

I'll make 'em wish they never lived at all (I'll fuck 'em up, Gucci?)

Just leave it all to us 'cause in the end

Just leave it, just leave it

Just leave it all to us

Calliope Mori on this goddamn mic

I don't want your fuckin' money, I just want your life

I'm fillin' syllables with curse words because I am an amateur

Everybody likes self depreciating rap

I'm gonna stop, like, I got nothin', I'm

I'm so tired man, I'm so tired

Don't quit your reaping job

Got 'em

Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lurking now

Dead Beats, jerk it now, Dead Beats, jerk it now

Yo, yo, yo, stop, stop, that is so inappropriate

What, what, I don't get it

Jerking, like do a jerky dance, yeah?

Jerk to the left

Jerk to the right

(Dude, dude, just stop talking)

Okay