Automatic (feat. Cryptic Wisdom) - Dieabolik The Monster: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Dieabolik The Monster

Automatic (feat. Cryptic Wisdom)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Automatic (feat. Cryptic Wisdom) foi lançado em 29 de maio de 2014 por Dieabolik The Monster como parte do álbum Monster Mix One

Detalhes da canção

ÁlbumMonster Mix One

Data de lançamento29 de maio de 2014

EditoraDieabolik The Monster

IdiomaEnglish

Melodicidade

Acústica

Valência

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM64

DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

Letra

People thinkin' I'ma goin'

I'm goin' off and you better believe it 'cause I don't think you wanna test

Leave 'em wetter than the water they sippin' on

When I'm hittin' 'em with artillery, you better get a vest

Chicka-chicka-chicka what

Chicka-chicka what

Though this an automatic

Though this an automatic

Though-Though this an automatic

People thinkin' I'ma goin'

I'm goin' off and you better believe it 'cause I don't think you wanna test

Leave 'em wetter than the water they sippin' on

When I'm hittin' 'em with artillery, you better get a vest

Chicka-chicka-chicka what

Chicka-chicka what

Though this an automatic

Though this an automatic

Though-Though this an automatic

Ain't a thang that'll ever tame when I entertain

They be sayin' that my brain is sick

Dead and gone when I get it on

All of you feel the pain, bangin' it at a rhythm that is dangerous

Never blame anybody for anything if I wanted

I'ma gonna get it, whatever the price is (Price is)

Ain't nobody livin' that's willin' to bite this

I'm a little bit of wicked and hit like a bison (Bison)

Whatever the size is, you don't wanna go there

Very passionate when I get it on a beat (Beat)

You can ask anybody that don't know me

They'll be sayin' I'm irrational when I've got beef (Beef)

Handle anybody with a shotgun flow

Post up and I cock back then I let it go

I'm a goddamn entertainer

I might as well be rockin' a tophat when I do a show

Y'all already know that I'm so cold below the freezin'

An even temper whatever season

And I believe that I'm the epitome of untouchable

When I get it together, you're all seethin'

Peep game on a motherfucker like me

Never again will there be anybody like me

I'm the type that'll get inside of 'em

And as soon as you are playin' me, I'm enterin' your psyche

Come on!

People thinkin' I'ma goin'

I'm goin' off and you better believe it 'cause I don't think you wanna test

Leave 'em wetter than the water they sippin' on

When I'm hittin' 'em with artillery, you better get a vest

Chicka-chicka-chicka what

Chicka-chicka what

Though this an automatic

Though this an automatic

Though-Though this an automatic

(Yeah! Dieabolik)

Spit it like an automatic, hit 'em in the body

And I put 'em in the bottom and I guarantee the paramedic

Gotta get 'em movin' like I hit 'em with a sedative

And I will spit it wicked so you know I gotta go and kill 'em (Kill 'em)

Put the body in the trunk, let it bump bump (Bump!)

Dieabolik for the city, 'bout to come up (What!)

She be takin' more loads than the dumptruck (Dump!)

Said I couldn't do it so I kill it for you dumb fucks

Let's go! Tell me what I gotta do to kill the competition

Will I really have to go and bury 'em?

I put 'em in the ground and then I'm laughin' when I do it

And the body kinda bruised when I got a cemetery

I'm a necrophile! With a semi, I'ma get 'em

And they knowin' that I hit 'em with a lot of ammunition

I'ma put 'em in the water with your Father while you're fishin'

They gon' find the body floatin' with a couple limbs missin'

I'm back like an asshole

I don't give a fuck if I win the competition (Nah!)

Bitch, I'm a sicko

Find me on top of the counter, takin' a shit inside of your motherfuckin' kitchen (Haha)

Bitch, I'm illest!

Go ahead and tell everybody that I'm a motherfuckin' beast, kill 'em all

I'm attackin' your back and I take a snap at your wicked verbal vernacular

The quarterback, I'm sackin' your cunt and stuffin' your motherfuckin' throat

People thinkin' I'ma goin'

I'm goin' off and you better believe it 'cause I don't think you wanna test

Leave 'em wetter than the water they sippin' on

When I'm hittin' 'em with artillery, you better get a vest

Chicka-chicka-chicka what

Chicka-chicka what

Though this an automatic

Though this an automatic

Though-Though this an automatic

Written by: Cryptic Wisdom, Dieabolik The Monster

Rodapé Shazam

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