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Already Dead
Hip-Hop/Rap
Already Dead was released on December 25, 2020 by Lyrikal Snuff Productionz as a part of the album Psychoactive
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Release DateDecember 25, 2020
LabelLyrikal Snuff Productionz
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cody Manson
Cody Manson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cody Manson
Cody Manson
Composer

Lyrics

It's dinnertime, bitch, get in line
I'm bout to use this fuckin' fork to pick your mind (Mind)
You got open eyes, but yet still you're blind (Blind)
To the fact you just fuck around wasting time (Yeah!)
I kick it with hippies with Jell-O spines
A misfit with riches, I'm doing fine (Yeah)
Criminal mischief committing crimes (Hahaha)
If you switch up, get hit up with nickel nines
Fuck what you talking 'bout, if you take food from my daughter mouth
You gon' end up in the slaughterhouse (Slaughterhouse)
Oh you thought I forgot about?
'Til there's gorillas all up in your mama house
Slippin' upside down no roll cage (roll cage)
I'm running 'em over like road rage (road rage)
I'm killing these hoes like I'm OJ (OJ)
You can choke on my dick 'til your throat ache
You reap what you sow (You reap what you sow)
You gon' pay for all that shit that you did (did)
I am the monster (I am the monster)
Hiding under your bed (bed)
I wait until you sleeping
Then put two in your head (bop bop)
You don't even know it (uh uh)
But you're already dead (dead)
You're already dead
You don't even know you're already dead (dead)
Put two in your head
You don't even know you're already dead
Trife Life, I'm applyin' that pressure
The hood on my shoulders, ain't wearing no sweatshirt (uh uh)
All those grams getting measured (measured)
Got some bands in the shoebox, some bows in the dresser (dresser)
Clean drugs, you can bring a tester
Fire dabs, nectar collectors (yeah)
White boy ballin', just call me Professor
Body bags on top of stretchers
This city's on my back so of course I'll win
It's a no fly zone, I'll shoot that Porsche you in
The cocaine white like porcelain
I swim in that pussy, no dorsal fin
I don't know how to act, I'm just a maniac
Bitches go crazy, I'm getting your granny whacked
Rappers too sweet, I'm so sick of this candy rap
Sit the fuck down, leave them jams in your fanny pack
You reap what you sow (You reap what you sow)
You gon' pay for all that shit that you did (did)
I am the monster (I am the monster)
Hiding under your bed (bed)
I wait until you sleeping
Then put two in your head (bop bop)
You don't even know it (uh uh)
But you're already dead (dead)
You're already dead
You don't even know you're already dead (dead)
Put two in your head
You don't even know you're already dead
Written by: Cody Manson
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