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Deadeye
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Deadeye was released on February 22, 2023 by afflicted as a part of the album Deadeye - Single
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Release DateFebruary 22, 2023
Labelafflicted
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM179

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Afflicted
Afflicted
Background Vocals
1crusafix
1crusafix
Performer
c4pri
c4pri
Performer
isai
isai
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Ellis
Tyler Ellis
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Afflicted
Afflicted
Producer

Lyrics

No more mister nice g—
I-I'm— cyclops, open up m-m-my third eye
Blo— Blo— Blood 'ain-'ain on my shirt, like it's hair dye
A-a-aimin' through the scope, that's my dead eye
(erdo, hahahaha)
(afflicted)
O-oh, o-oh, o-oh
O-oh, o-oh, o-oh
O-o-o-o-o-oh (crusafix)
No more mister nice guy
I-I'm a cyclops, open up my third eye
Blo-blood stain on my shirt, like it's hair dye
A-a-aimin' through the scope, that's my dead eye
O-oh, I don't give a fuck, I keep-I keep throwing up
I'm with isai and we strapped, bitch, you know we 'bouta hunt
We got c4pri in the back, c-c-choppa, let it bust
Put that bullet through his chest, I don't think that shit enough
O-o-o-oh, no more mister nice guy
Bitch, I up that po-o-o-o-ole, yeah, you might die
Walk with a strap, afflicted, you know we never lack
Cli-click back, we gon' leave that pussy running back
Yeah, y-yeah, I can't fall down
Bitch, I up that pole now, I can't let my bros down (O-oh)
If he talk down, leave him on the fucking floor
I got racks now, but I'm still wanting some more
No, o-oh, i-it will never work out
I'll send a couple bullets to you, I'll make it worse now (O-o-o-oh)
I-It will never work out
I'll send a couple bullets to you, I'll make it worse now (O-o-o-oh)
(He won't talk) He won't talk, no, I'ma bring the chop out
He getting stomped, now pussy getting blocked out
He gon' hide when I pull up with that Glo-o-ock
If he talk, get shot, I'ma put him in a shock
No more mister nice guy
I-I'm a cyclops, open up my third eye
Blo-blood stain on my shirt, like it's hair dye
A-a-aimin' through the scope, that's my dead eye
No more mister nice guy
I-I'm a cyclops, open up my third eye
Blo-blood stain on my shirt, like it's hair dye
A-a-aimin' through the scope, that's my dead eye
Written by: Tyler Ellis
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