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Superstitions
831
Underground Rap
Superstitions was released on February 16, 2024 by Cresta La Cultura as a part of the album Superstitions - Single
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Release DateFebruary 16, 2024
LabelCresta La Cultura
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
EVILEAF
EVILEAF
Sampler
CLOUDYMANE
CLOUDYMANE
Sampler
Devilish Trio
Devilish Trio
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devilish Trio
Devilish Trio
Songwriter

Lyrics

Bitch get off of me, I'm buckin deep in Tennessee
With my brothers from the 3, we quick to click and break the peace
No respect for what they feed, the Trio's here to bring defeat
I'll make them all fall to my feet, you see there's no room for the weak
Superstitions of catastrophe, watch the world implode within my dreams
I'm in control, and I shall crush those who oppose
Domination is the only way, for what they've done, I'll make them pay
You fuck with me, your life's the trade, the death dealer has found its prey
Stalkin' night or day, my victims they left with a calling card
There is no need to pray, your actions have already gone too far
Twisted reality, my brain is like a galaxy
I'm so far gone within the realm, remove me from this tragedy
This purgatory walkin' to the new world glory
Stuck within this daze of loops, the brainless troops of social stories
Slowly losin' all my faith, and man, the future's lookin' stormy
No more words for these busters, taste this truth and fuckin' blow me
What the hell is wrong with music today? I tell you what
You motherfuckers never fail to amaze me with all shit that you make
Let's change the subect for once and just quit the fakin'
Everyone claims to keep it real, so why you're lyin' out your teeth?
I see you busters on the net, you're actin hard, but talk is cheap
I guess this world is goin' soft
Now most these artists have no meaning, what's the purpose?
Quit your cryin', I ain't your mother, why you're nervous?
All them pills that you be on, they got you chirpin' like a bird, and it's disgusting
Off in the south we're comin' thick, people out here really fight for a cause
So watch your mouth, you sad lil' bitch, don't bring a mouse up to a cat
I promise ho, that shit won't end the way you want it
Take this L and walk away, or come and get it, I'll be waitin' for ya
Deep in the mountains of Tennessee, them crackers is crazy
Slow it down, I'll have you mounted like a deer up on my wall
You want some smoke? Well quit your bitchin', come get buck
The devil is ready for confrontation, mane, it's time to knuckle up
I'm always down to rumble
Skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get, snortin' that funk and lockin' bitches in the trunk
Skunk
Go get, snortin' that funk and lockin' bitches in the trunk
Skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get, snortin' that funk and lockin' bitches in the trunk
Skunk
Go get, snortin' that funk and lockin' bitches in the trunk
Skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Go get real, take his, take his ends, go and buy some skunk
Written by: Devilish Trio
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