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RAD!!
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Hip-Hop/Rap
RAD!! was released on December 7, 2024 by Eden Wolves Studios as a part of the album 666CY
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Album666CY
Release DateDecember 7, 2024
LabelEden Wolves Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cy A Stephens
Cy A Stephens
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm a pro grade professional
Death is coming for you so you best not deny it bro
Brutus stabbed the caesar I keep my enemies on a rope
Gag you with the microphone and stab you with the lines I wrote
Sharp as a knife my tongue is a silver snake upon your plane
Found you at the laundromat left without your clothes again
Don't get it twisted what I'm spitting is flipping ignorant
Flip you in your Pontiac once the bass begins to hit
oh
Did I just diss your fucking whip again?
It won't be the last time so take it like a fucking man
Couldn't even handle it once I stepped up in the place
Walk up to your table snatch whatevers on your dinner plate
Simple math I cut variables and find your X
Con her to lick upon my nutsack with no regrets
I'm the psycho like Michael coming up behind you for the wig
Pop pop to the head evil dead
I rose up from the grave and you can't escape
Ill send you straight to Freddy's dreams
Hands reaching from the dirt grasping for air
Ring the bell now your dead straight to hell hit the deck
Simon says put your hands where my eyes can see
Fuck around and find out who you're talking to
Jesus walks but the demons standing here in front of you
I'm sick as fuck like Ving Rhames in the back of a pawn shop getting fucked
Im bruce willis with a sword
Kick down doors where I'm definitely not wanted
Come in with my katanas and let you cry to your mama
Oh you seem to have forgotten that we are top of the echelon
That we are gods to lesser men standing in front of us
And I'm a phenomenon with a pipe bomb in my underwear
You're gonna stop and stare once I step inside and ball out
Cuz there aint enough money to stop me
From going balls deep and create a monopoly
While I steal the property
It was mine anyway
Like Orenthal James
Dash away at slow speeds and you can't catch me cuz you don't know me
But you think you do
Pages burnt my heroes are all dead and gone
I spit at everyone you ever tried to worship dog
They're all just fucking losers hiding behind illusions
Constantly trying to prove to their invisible enemy
The Hennessy they swallowed is giving better memory
They're kissing on the bottle stain the tongue and try to preach
With very little practice and a fuckton of audacity
We strike them with a hot iron burn the bodies bonfire
Extract all the evidence with some needle nose pliers
Pull the caps from out your mouth can't tell another lie
And when you feel the kiss of death remember the name
C-Y
Written by: Cy A Stephens
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