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D.O.A
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Hip-Hop
D.O.A was released on September 15, 2017 by GMG Entertainment as a part of the album Reloaded
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Release DateSeptember 15, 2017
LabelGMG Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Twista
Twista
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Mitchell
C. Mitchell
Songwriter
M. MOORE
M. MOORE
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The two bodies, riddled with bullets, were found just inside the entrance
We can only disclose that there are two victims
Pronounced dead at the scene
Is all we can disclose at this time
Thursday was popularly known
Was dead on arrival
[Verse 2]
Dead on arrival
Swear to God, I'm kill him as if I done put my hands on the Bible
Kill him 'cause I'm liable to wack a motherfucker off
Especially if I get my hands on a rifle
Do the damn thang
Nothing they could stop a ****, pop a **** off
As if you were champagne
Put 'em in a ambulance, but ain't no resuscitation
'Cause he done got knocked off, point-blank range
It's a crisis the way ****'ll pull up and shoot
Last week, the streets just put him in a coupe
This week, the streets just put him in a suit
Six feet under with dirt on top of the roof
Put 'em in the grave, people standin' over ya body
And they wonderin' if your soul'll be saved
Or if it has risen, or if will be forbidden, by the way
You was doin' shit, they could've put you in prison
Now you ain't with the livin'
'Cause you weren't a shooter or didn't know how to shoot
Either way, feel inferior, I'll make the block crippled
Comin' like a mosh pit'll be the **** knowin' if we bustin' glocks
It'll put you up in a hospital
And when you on the way
And they get a look at the way that the bullets spray
Everybody about to know, that we don't play
Makin' sure that your body arrive D.O.A
Or Dead on arrival
[Verse 3]
Dead on arrival
[Verse 4]
Dead on arrival, saw him run op on the block
I'll put some shot up in the head of a rival
Gun up on the passenger side of the vehicle, he hit you
With the artillery simply 'cause he didn't like you
Should'a knew not to piss him off
Catch a disease of a gun, 'cause it'll cough
Better watch your mouth if you see some grown folks
Of a higher pedigree, especially if it be a boss
These lil' **** ain't playin'
Soon as you come up and start talkin' shit, then they sprayin'
Want you to ride in the whip, then they stand
Soon as they see the **** hit, then they ran
Straight got ghost, they don't want no part of a ****
That's comin' at 'em ambitiously with the toast
Point-blank range, if you let 'em too close
Scene of a homicide. body was lookin' gross
Probably off with your head, if him in the scene
Was comin' to the war quite soft, lights off
And this ain't no Walking Dead
They get rid of you, if they dumped a body in white chalk might talk
No talkin' to the Feds
They hit him fast
Tried to retaliate, but they gon' get his ass
And they ain't gon' be able to revive him in the ambulance
They just gon' pick him up and zip him in a bag
Dead on arrival
[Verse 5]
Dead on arrival
Dead on arrival
Written by: C. Mitchell, M. MOORE
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