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Hero
4,103
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hero was released on November 20, 2020 by CIV as a part of the album Glitched Tapes Vol.1
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Release DateNovember 20, 2020
LabelCIV
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CIV
CIV
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CIV
CIV
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah
Fuck a hero, I'm just tryna be the villain
I'm the baddest motherfucker when I walk into the building
I'm no ordinary ****, never walking with civilians
Keep my hands dirty, never make another man do my bidding
Think this shit a game? Think motherfucker kiddin'
Till ya family go missin', fuck a origin story
I kill a **** off, make it end at the beginning
You aint never heard a **** spitting like this
Self-righteous, gang shit like we ISIS
Preach to the street like I'm Cyrus
I don't need an iron on the mic, I'm like Tyson
Since you on my dick, you can suck it like a Dyson
On my Walter White shit, I get u with the ricin
Do it in reverse, put the cake on the icing
I'ma use the pause like a motherfucking hyphen
Come on bruh
H-h-hot shit like we hopping out the sauna
Little baddy call me daddy, I don't got a fucking daughter
**** flow so dirty, I'm compared to flint water
Treat you and ya mans like lambs to the slaughter
Out hustle all these ****, turn dimes into quarters
While you working at the drive thru like, "Can I take your order?"
I'm borderline dangerous
All about my dollas, on my Dame shit
Game bred, born for the fame bitch
Never need no one, I do it myself
I am the champ, where the fuck is my belt?
If you want smoke, well I got it
Come get it
You step up to me, guarantee that I'm winning
Never need no one, I do it myself
I am the champ, where the fuck is my belt?
If you want smoke, well I got it
Come get it
You step up to me, guarantee that I'm winning
Sending out shots like a clinic
I been in this spot for a minute
I am a real ****, don't need no gimmicks
Ya **** can't mimic
I'll leave ya head spinning like fidgets
Digits and cards with no limits is all that I think about
I hold it down, for the **** that stick around
I am the king
But I don't want a crown ****, gimme my throne
Hitting them shots from the arc like I'm Joan
You stay out the key, I'm LA in 03
'Cause I'm back in the post like Malone
You blow up her phone
While she in the crib and she giving me dome
Don't
Talk about guns man
You only seen one when yo bitch ass is googling chrome
Blown
Just like the covers you getting tucked under
If I catch yo bitch ass alone
Never need no one, I do it myself
I am the champ, where the fuck is my belt?
If you want smoke, well I got it
Come get it
You step up to me, guarantee that I'm winning
Never need no one, I do it myself
I am the champ, where the fuck is my belt?
If you want smoke, well I got it
Come get it
You step up to me, guarantee that I'm winning
Look how we living, we sinning
I'm dripped in all red from the blood that we spillin'
I'm pissin' on graves, ain't playing no games
In front of these bustas like my name is Dave
Mo-mo-mob in this bitch so I'm tryna get made
You hop in this bitch and you catchin' a fade
I carry the blade
I dive in the wave that you riding
Since I'm the king, damn I must be Poseidon
New York is where I residin'
Ain't nobody hiding, you must need reminding
This tool that I use get you chewed like a trident
Move out my way or get pushed like the Heisman
I cause a concussion, I'm Russian like Ivan
Drago
Your threats is real hollow
Like bullet tips full of shit
Bully the beat
The day that I die is the only time **** gon' stand over me
Never need no one, I do it myself
I am the champ, where the fuck is my belt?
If you want smoke, well I got it
Come get it
You step up to me, guarantee that I'm winning
Never need no one, I do it myself
I am the champ, where the fuck is my belt?
If you want smoke, well I got it
Come get it
You step up to me, guarantee that I'm
Winning
Written by: CIV
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