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Lethal
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Lethal was released on May 31, 2024 by Zooted Up Entertainment / Flucee as a part of the album I Wanna Touch The Sky
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Release DateMay 31, 2024
LabelZooted Up Entertainment / Flucee
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flucee
Flucee
Rap
Wedstar
Wedstar
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Michael Jordan
Dylan Michael Jordan
Songwriter
Mason Wamser
Mason Wamser
Songwriter
James TenNapel
James TenNapel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flucee
Flucee
Recording Engineer
Syndrome
Syndrome
Producer

Lyrics

Yea
We on that real g shit
None of that redneck Nazi gangster bullshit
This that real real
Lethal
I ain't playing with none of y'all
None of y'all motherfuckers
Let's go
I been off the xans for ten motherfuckin' days, yeah
Wishing that this bitch would spread open her fuckin' legs, yeah (open 'em up)
That junkie that had robbed me will get bullets in his brains, yeah (boom)
The addys that I'm poppin' got me rapping so insane, yeah
I don't a fear a man 'cause I feel life is just a game, yeah
That pussy could come clock mе and I'd laugh right in his face, yeah (haha)
I know that he caught bodiеs, I'm still cocky 'cause I'm plain dumb (stupid)
Real g's, they move in silence and that's what I learned from Wayne, son
We know you ain't gon' do shit with them needles in your veins (bitch)
But I'm still sleeping with a Glock until I got the word he's slain, blood
And Lucifer comes out me when I smoke that certain strain of bud (yeah)
You see me, now you don't, and that's a trick like David Blaine, son
Demeanor like a ghost cus I am slick, I feel no pain
I'll go in raw like it's sashimi, make it quick like I am Bane (faster)
I'm protected coast to coast, and I got sticks that's in my name (east coast)
You know I'm packing and I'm ready any hour of the day
I diagnose you as a bitch, I know I'll never be the same (nope)
I was pressed like a remote, won't catch me slipping, not again (nope)
Now I'm Krafting up a plot to watch your blood get fucking drained (what)
Clicking on the blicky's trigger, hit that lick and snort some 'cane, yea
Think you sick but I am sicker, with your blood I'll make it rain (drip)
The clock is ticking, this shit got me spittin' fire like butane (drip, drip)
And my dick is getting bigger at the thought of what I'll gain
And I've never been a quitter, stay the fuck up out my way, yea
I don't like Xanax, it makes me black out (bitch i'm gone)
I'm tryna fuck yo' bitch, I pulled my sack out
I stopped pills, I'm glad I quit it
I'm taking food out of the stove, so I grabbed a mitten (what)
'Cause I don't wanna burn my skin (fire)
Yo' bitch spread her butt open, said put it in
I like doing drugs and being unsuccessful (bitch), I don't wanna win
If you've never been geeked with me, don't call me twin (that's my twin)
You're not my peer (nope), I smoked a bowl of crack (crack)
Got ringing in my ear, I kind of like the feeling
So I'm finna chase it (bitch)
My past with drugs was so damn fun, I don't want to erase it (gone)
From my mind, I'm tryna be healthy bitch
I'm eating lemon meringues (lemon)
If I'm not stoned, I'm the opposite of kind
I like anal sex, I'll fuck yo' bitch in her behind
Now Wedstar got her bleeding, get them seconds, I'm in line
Bitch be oozing extra juices, I'm her angel, triple nine
Feel like i'm running outta gas but you know legends never die
And now its fuck being so cool, I dumped the last and said goodbye
Lethal
Written by: Dylan Michael Jordan, James TenNapel, Mason Wamser
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