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Lucifer
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lucifer was released on March 29, 2025 by Zackramento as a part of the album Lucifer - Single
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Release DateMarch 29, 2025
LabelZackramento
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zackramento
Zackramento
Performer
Rewin Reji
Rewin Reji
Rap, Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rewin Reji
Rewin Reji
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
pendo46
pendo46
Producer

Lyrics

Yo
Man, its crazy
2024 was one hell of a ride
Started with shit, now its ending worser (kinda true, man)
Wait
Yuh
Alright, what you think I'm doin'
All the thoughts in my head like a storm which is brewing
Haters are fuming with every single word that I'm spewing
Its just the way that I'm viewing, just like an angel I grew wing
Nah you're a lucifer, the abuse suffered people actually knows your true colour
Thats how I view myself like a few other
Negative self image is the new feather
What you gonna do about it, bitch
Go for a therapy session? I'm clouded with traumas and thoughts I'm drowning in
How many haters you really got?
Don't wanna be counting shit(whoa)
Actin' like a saint but you ain't one
I never said I am one who ain't fun
I swear on the son, bitch I ain't done
Pull out a gun, till you saying none
Hey wait, I thought you're a good guy
Stop assuming things which I never stood by
You want me to be nice like a fruit pie?
To someone I hate?, I'd strangle his food pipe
Wait, what are you tryna say?
Tryna play a game called find a way
Wait Is that your grade, bae? minus A?
Who the fuck passes? That shit is kinda gay (yep)
Now when I say I'm like a fool
What I say is true, like the moon
Reminds me you, all of the lies I knew
If your life seems so rude just try some lube (eww)
When I listen you rap, I forget how to rap
Expecting people to clap, listening your crap
We got some gap, bitch I'm ahead like ten lap
Ain't tryna brag but I dont get why you're mad
You say you got talent but talent haven't really got you
Fuck the hell I meant, it ain't irrelevant as you
Fix your rhymes before you spit hideous trash,fool
Think you're writing hits but actually, nah dude
With a pickaxe as I rip that shit that which you spit back
My lyrics that hit back like a hitman on this diss track
Extended mags and I click that trigger, disaster is what you put out
Better fix that, from a pitch black, did some witch craft
Got a kickstart and I sit back with a list of all your songs which are shit crap
I say stuff then I regret later, yeah you, dick repeater
Rip eat all the haters, who hate us, made us
But they ain't as famous
My virus being contagious, I went through so many stages
My wages may just be nothing still I write so many pages
There is a million things I wanna say
This ain't really a game that I wanna play
So when I say "its over, bitch", just go away
Dont even pay me a visit, never again
So you and your new guy can stay the hell out of my DMS
Who really manipulated and ruined the Dreams
You said how you want your man to be and I ruined my personality and my whole self just to fuckin' be him
Written by: Rewin Reji
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