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Hex Rated
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Alternative
Hex Rated was released on October 16, 2025 by BT studios as a part of the album Hex Rated - Single
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Release DateOctober 16, 2025
LabelBT studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SadDaddy
SadDaddy
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SadDaddy
SadDaddy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SadDaddy
SadDaddy
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah I'll walk like I talk
Two-stepping' with the Glock
And it comes as a shock
As I knock around these words
To make a rhyme
I'm gettin' along just fine
Here to pass the time
And polish the slide to make it shine
I've seen some weird shit
Like even I must admit
When people are fuckin' sick
Like me while I'm rippin' on this beat
It's not that much of a feat
I'm stringin' this shit together
while I beat my meat
Maybe want a few more syllables
In these rhymes
I can get analytical
Or downright biblical with this shit
I'm unpredictable
Like a natural disaster
A poetical master
Want me to rap faster
I'll fuckin' murder you
Turn you into Casper
The mumble-rappin' ghost
You a parasite lookin' for a host
Yeah there's no medal for almost
Goin' to college
So let me drop a little knowledge
you fucked up tryin' to start with me
so sit down and take a beat
Big bag draggin' like a body in the night
Blade in the boot and the mask fit tight
Door creaks open when I step in light
Say my name twice
You won't say it a third time
Big bag draggin' like a body in the night
Blade in the boot and the mask fit tight
Door creaks open when I step in light
Say my name twice
You won't say it a third time
Call it chest day every day
When I'm packin' the iron
Sirens in the rearview
While I drag my balls through Zion
I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't live for this shit
Got my girl stackin' donuts on my dick
While we doin' cookies in the whip
Got me sick
Need some alphabet soup
Motherfuckers got me framed
Now my name's on loop
Callin' me Thanos
Collectin' watchlists like stones
Only matter of time
Til they fracture these bones
So I never sit alone
Keep my palm on the chrome
While I take it to the dome
And my phone
You know it stay buzzin
Guess who slid with a plan
Little lace, little blush
Yeah, it ain't your girl's hand
Gas in the whip, nails press on the dash
He don't talk much
Just smirk and flash
Say he like brains and a man with a past
So I pull up slow with a mask and a flask
Big bag draggin' like a body in the night
Blade in the boot and the mask fit tight
Door creaks open when I step in light
Say my name twice
You won't say it a third time
Big bag draggin' like a body in the night
Blade in the boot and the mask fit tight
Door creaks open when I step in light
Say my name twice
You won't say it a third time
Holdin' a peek on the door
From the upstairs closet
Girl, I'm on it
So let's keep it honest
Call it fifteen toes down
I'll put a hand in the mix
Cause there's only three things
In the ditches we dig
Snitches
Bitches
And fucking bigots
Written by: Sad Daddy
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