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Kill IllMaru
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kill IllMaru foi lançado em 16 de maio de 2024 por New Dawn Entertainment como parte do álbum Be Amazing
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Data de lançamento16 de maio de 2024
EditoraNew Dawn Entertainment
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM86

Créditos

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Amaru Degand
Isaiah Amaru Degand
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amaru Love
Amaru Love
Producer
Sonicikoe
Sonicikoe
Recording Engineer

Letra

I'm dolo, can't count on a dude to be real no solo
Artist with no promo or passion just ammo to the arsenal
Possibly could be fried, get lifted by the rhymes
And dimes in ten piece do it till I'm 50
With gritty beats and chops props to the producers who make it bop
Nonstop pops from the mic my ****
Blacks and Cops don't go together ****
They contradict, they hear click-click boom!
Amaru is the nom de plume these goons zooming
Having people write for them rap for them
Never holding they own they do it for em
Blast for them cover up for them
We when we murder them
Cut the stem off the sappling, gambling
Dabbling in the new art, new flashy gem we spit the phlegm
On the suckas like a venom say thank you to the spectrum
Welcome to victim central peril is imminent, blast your crew
Lose your ligaments, instruments make the sound soulbound
Gotta stay militant, innocence lost vigilance
I'm set out on a mission to go and change people's visions
Maybe someone will listen maybe a light will glisten
I'm lethargic in spirit cries and screams I can hear it
So my nightmares appearing causing pain that is searing
You ain't ever gonna get in my way
You ain't ever gonna say what you say
I ain't ever got a time to go waste
I ain't ever slowing down on my pace take on my problems alone
You better watch yo tone stay out of my zone
I'll be the best on my own
You could be my closest or farthest if you see me as an artist
You know I mess with the hardest whether the smallest or largest
The music is where my heart is my pen is the sharpest
Imagination at its greatest that's where the art is
My heart is, going outer space I'm no martian, the margin
Splitting now between us departing your parts man
Lead is thru your dome? oh pardon your scars then
Sinking into darkness imparting
Situation is gory I write the end of your story
I see the end of your glory I hear your words they are boring
I feel your soul is now boarding I smell the stench of you soaring
Away with you and your roaring ignoring, you quit acting tough
You only huff and puff so I can call your bluff
Your life was never rough well ima leave a mark
A light inside the dark maybe
One day this all will change If I leave a spark
Gotta stay diligent, I don't even know why I find more significance
It's all a coincidence, coexist? Two different men
Isaiah and Amaru, my rhymes impromptu, got full value
This icy breath of an igloo I continue to make a mess
Kill you suckas with my vest, best dressed over, icy jehova on my neck
Where the fuck is my respect? Inject this shit into your coffin
Dead man talkin walkin, stalking over the dead
Written by: Isaiah Amaru Degand
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