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Crossfaded (feat. BEO)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Crossfaded (feat. BEO) was released on December 30, 2025 by Lead Head Records/Highside Productions as a part of the album SIX SHOTS TO THA DOME - EP
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Release DateDecember 30, 2025
LabelLead Head Records/Highside Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
nenshi.
nenshi.
Rap
BEO
BEO
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
nenshi.
nenshi.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
nenshi.
nenshi.
Producer
BEO
BEO
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Co-Producer

Lyrics

Ayo, I'm blazing two spliffs when I play the new shit
While my homies in the back, sniffing Krazy Glue sticks
We staying fucked up, sipping red rum and wine
till it's all said and done and I'm deaf dumb and blind
Wanna test? Get in line, I ain't taking no shit
Nothing but maximum pain's what I came to inflict
We keeping crossfaded while you fading to irrelevance
You bitches can't fuck with me, that's why you staying celibate
Fuck what you do to get a little respect
I turn the school of hard knocks to Virginia Tech
While me and Blaiden killing tracks like we're Dylan and Eric
You could take my rhyme book and you would still be generic
Take the pill, grin and bear it, the fuck you staring at, man?
I take a huff and bust your ass with this aerosol can
So if you got a problem with me, spit the shit to my face
Or you can suck my dick till your lips stick to the base
Yo, any rumors that you heard bout me? Unfounded
Wind my arm up punch your face when I fucking unwound it
Talking shit open mouth and put the pump down it
Check your speaker box I'm bouta fucking jump out it
Slice your thin skin like cut paper-mâché
Until you faint, seeing your fucking blood stains in the drain
If I say it to your face I'll bug spray it with mace
I can't hear you bitch, my fucking duct's taped to your face
I'm a crazy motherfucker plus technical skill
I would jack your fucking truck and FedEx you the wheels
While I do enough drugs to get an elephant killed
Popping pills on my ex Jill's medical bills
Turn your face to craters, it'd be prolly safe to wager
'Cause these chainsaws, tasers, fucking razor blades and lasers
That I keep tucked up inside a black colored caddy
I ain't stopping till the fucking men in black come to grab me
And snatch me out the burbs for bumping Masta Ace in carpools
Blowing lit blunts into activated charcoal
I'm scatterbrained and thoughtful, got half a brain to pop you
I feel like Adolf Hitler if he had have stayed in art school
I ain't able to hangover, we taking this game over
Since me and Nathan couldn't get Blaiden to stay sober
I'm making Range Rovers collateral when I pass
Drunk driving a van with the seat glued to my ass
I'm sick of buddha and hash, I need me a better threat
I'm overdosing on drugs they haven't invented yet
Fucking degenerate, you ain't faded as me
All I wanna know is how the fuck you paid for a key
"So did Nenshi text his ex on hallucinogens?"
Oh is that the reason ***** is suing again?
What I do with a pen, you couldn't try to repeat
You ain't met nobody half as homicidal as me
Fucking blowing speakers out, real loud in the summer
Till my neighbors screaming out "KEEP IT DOWN MOTHERFUCKER!", yeah
Yo, I'm on one, fuck it I'm on two
Laying in the crib fucked up, what you wanna do?
Written by: nenshi.
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