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D.S.L.R.
Hip-Hop/Rap
D.S.L.R. was released on September 11, 2021 by Wave Theory/Claymore Industries as a part of the album Mass Effects 2
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Release DateSeptember 11, 2021
LabelWave Theory/Claymore Industries
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Claymore
Claymore
Background Vocals, Lead Vocals, Rap
Mike Mass
Mike Mass
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claymore
Claymore
Lyrics, Arranger
Mike Mass
Mike Mass
Composer, Arranger
Clayton Jones
Clayton Jones
Songwriter
Mike O'Halloran
Mike O'Halloran
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Claymore
Claymore
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer
Mike Mass
Mike Mass
Producer

Lyrics

(verse 1: Claymore)
I remember when a **** used to dream about some shit
When Katrina washed my city and left me without a crib
Way before a brotha knew to pull his penis out for chicks
And then they prolly let me skeet inside their lips, yeah I think about the//
Shit, I had to learn about the world and the birds and the bees
And the struggle, put in work while overseas
I skeeted in a skeezer, ain't get burned with no disease
From a ho that like to blow me like some trees, on her knees//
This the tool of the trade that I use to get paid
I ain’t trying to get fucked, but it’s cool to get laid
If you don’t have a stick, like it’s pool, you get played
Like a fool, pay attention to the rules that I made//
With no work, all your dreams are like a pie up in the sky
Watch them people that be close to you, they liars in disguise
Shit is hard, but you gotta keep your eyes up on the prize
And get everything you want ā€˜fore you arrive at your demise//
(hook: Claymore)
A **** trying to blow, like Nintendo cartridge
Or the window, open when ya, indo sparkin
Stand on my two feet, and keep it ten toes, walk it
How I talk it, keep it moving ā€˜till the end, yo, fuck it//
(verse 2: Claymore)
Looking at the time on the clock
Realising that we going round and round in one spot
Like some records spun by DJ Scotty La Rock
Boogie down until the Lord puts a stop to your watch//
Motherfuckers, they be soft and they pretend to be hard
Just like some **** dumb as hell but they pretend to be smart
Man, you see them dudes in person, feel their energy’s off
You think you saved, but get erased just like a memory card//
Zoom zoom, feel like this a car tune like Charlie Hebdo
Shoutout to the **** Spitta, trying to make my bread grow
I don't duck a challenge, but I gotta keep my head low
No twinkle when I wish upon a Starr, word to Fredro//
Pistols at the sky ā€˜cause a **** aim high
Like the Lord on speed dial, Jesus on the mainline
Miss my motherfucking brother, we was of the same mind
So I’m living for the moment so a **** can’t die//
(outro: Claymore)
Bitch, I told you that a **** tryna blow, yeah
You think I’m ā€œlionā€ when I said I’m bout that ā€œdoeā€, yeah
I got that drive, so this is how a **** roll, yeah
Cause one day, man, a **** gotta go, yeah//
Written by: Claymore, Clayton Jones, Mike Mass, Mike O'Halloran
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