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Dead Serious
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dead Serious was released on May 23, 2019 by 23rd Industries as a part of the album Knightmania
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Release DateMay 23, 2019
Label23rd Industries
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Mykel
Don Mykel
Performer
Smiley Junior
Smiley Junior
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Wallace
Michael Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
iZaiah
iZaiah
Producer

Lyrics

Young diva i call her the Don eater (and she nasty)/ she telling me that im conceited/ in the throne where Im seated you know the vibes shorty/ give the dome when i need it you know its mine shorty/ shorty/ you know the vibes shorty/ you know its mine shorty/ in the throne where Im seated you know the vibes shorty/ give the dome when i need it you know its mine shorty/ shorty always on my line talking bout you need some/ bend that ass over hands on your knees some/ always on my line talking bout you need some/ bend that ass over hands on your knees some/ im in the V something vicious bass bump heat give the streets some/ roll the windows down let ‘em see some/ panties still dripping she gon’ leak some/ all over the seat or some yea/ mama always told me i would be some/ now here the beast come/ imma keep eating til the feast done/ if i got it i own it no i dont lease none/ whole city locked down i got the key or some yea/ keep the meter running move your feet or some/ know they wont see you boming til you leading some/
You could see it in my face girl im dead serious/ make you move your waist make your man furious/ give me them eyes like you getting curious/ why you playin girl im dead serious/ i could make your body cold leave you dead serious/ make you feel it in your soul girl im dead serious/ turn you into stone leave you dead serious/ hit the road make the feds curious/ look like we up to some/ hit the road make the feds curious/ yea/ look like we up to some/ hit the road make the feds curious/
Aye live from the basement let the bass hit/ she gon’ let me taste it we both wasted/ i turn all my dates into cold cases/ kill the pussy no text back basis/
Tell me wat you wanted everything i hunted for is coming i zap out the function and leave em dysfunctional or something hunnid rounds im drumming hunnid miles and running hunnid pounds im blunted hunnid thousand thumbing through the hunnids when im stunting count up the budget counterproductive my accountant been stuffin up my account with numbers by the bundles til the summit tell me what the sum is everything i summoned by the summer will be under my feet i sun lift you plumet who you sonning stick to my guns and im getting sick to my stomach my gross income disgusting im talkin money discussions im chalkin bunnies in abundance a cold soul undercovers the snow warm me i love it she say its holy i trump it she blowin notes like a trumpet i think she voted for trump so i broke her walls for the country i built it all from the dungeons i dont involve with assumptions the door revolves through the public i push along through the subject aint brushing shoulders i dust em over evolve while they crutchin im skyscraping puff skies vapors dissolves in my lungs and i touch the palms of angel she gave me psalms for the slums and i feed them all within crumbs like i gotta talk to em dumb and i feel my thoughts goin numb/ so give the drummer lil some and i gave me gunner lil some to give the summer lil some i am a one of a one wont get a one on with one we’ll get to jumping or some you pumping dump it or some or end up running from one look/
You could see it in my face girl im dead serious/ make you move your waist make your man furious/ give me them eyes like you getting curious/ why you playin girl im dead serious/ i could make your body cold leave you dead serious/ make you feel it in your soul girl im dead serious/ turn you into stone leave you dead serious/ hit the road make the feds curious/ look like we up to some/ hit the road make the feds curious/ yea/ look like we up to some/ hit the road make the feds curious/
Written by: Michael Wallace
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