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Black List
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Black List was released on August 14, 2026 by Mafiatic Music as a part of the album The Dead Will Remember
ReleasedAugust 14, 2026
LabelMafiatic Music
LanguageEnglish
BPM89
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I shut em down and I put em on the blacklist
No coming back in, it was your last chance
They get active, I don't do gymnastics
Lay em out flat, put em in a casket, that's it
Shut em down, shut em down on the blacklist
No coming back, back, back, was your last chance
They get active, active, active
Lay em out flat, flat in a casket
I'm tired of trying to figure out how to kick off a verse
I'd rather plot to send you off in a hearse along with sifu
Send 'em like the garbage that they carted off of Temu
And the species is in danger, if you're sick then it's illegal
How I do it? I don't know, I write until my hands are cramping
Keep writing till the whole planet is dead or biggest fans
And I don't even give a damn if it's respect or fear that hands it
Just as long as you all know inside I'm undisputed champion
Who can challenge? Take the best you got for action, I can cut the scene
And send his head back when it's dropped inside a basket
Stronger every step I take, hope you brought the pepper spray
Never say whatever may have happened like we went to Vegas
All I ever wanted was to be the greatest ever
From a benchmark that only I could be the one to measure length
But if I ever fade and struggle keeping up, I'll step away
But you are always never safe until you see my pencil break
I shut em down and I put em on the blacklist
No coming back in, it was your last chance
They get active, I don't do gymnastics
Lay em out flat, put em in a casket, that's it
Shut em down, shut em down on the blacklist
No coming back, back, back, was your last chance
They get active, active, active
Lay em out flat, flat in a casket
Anybody ever defeat me in rap, hope they strapped up
My legacy can't add block, but I know subtraction
Anyone can catch some, everyone is Jerry Rice
Even my own son can get drowned inside a bathtub
The last one, I'm the dying breed that I think is on the last leg
Almost to extinction to the trash bags
Disgusted at the way that things have turned out
Used to have the flame, every little spark has burned out
Looking like I missed the migration when they turned south
Now I'm all alone in the winter in this birdhouse
But the rent is Three Stacks, now I see it's past due
And I saw Ron Burgundy put Coffee Black on a jazz flute
I shut em down and I put em on the blacklist
No coming back in, it was your last chance
They get active, I don't do gymnastics
Lay em out flat, put em in a casket, that's it
Shut em down, shut em down on the blacklist
No coming back, back, back, was your last chance
They get active, active, active
Lay em out flat, flat in a casket
Once I turn up, I think that I deserve to know your plan
Winter coming, but you promised sun and sand, so I gotta tell ya
I expect prompt delivery of coconut umbrellas
Otherwise my dog turn me into Son of Sam
Well hello there! Hi. Now it's time to pay attention
This is where the main event is, you should listen, game is free
I'm putting you on notice and I'm giving no exceptions
You hoes is in the scope, I'm locked and loaded, get the message?
I'm getting to the smoke like I'm a fucking fire engine
I've collected my own bone to pick as if it's Dianetics
Even if you quote the Bible, it don't mean the Bible said it
A walk in my shoes, need insulin like diabetics, bitch
I shut em down and I put em on the blacklist
No coming back in, it was your last chance
They get active, I don't do gymnastics
Lay em out flat, put em in a casket, that's it
Shut em down, shut em down on the blacklist
No coming back, back, back, was your last chance
They get active, active, active
Lay em out flat, flat in a casket
Only faces left are baseheads who self-medicate
Junkies taking over the culture we used to celebrate
In a flash, I can't believe how quick it could accelerate
We wanted the sunny side, they fertilized the deviled eggs
Fuck it though, I'll make it uncomfortable
I'm up to no good when I'm unleashed to smoke these peons like an Optimo
I do what they didn't think was possible, the thing is
I'm the reason all these chickens cross the road, bitch, bitch, bitch
I've been on some other shit, fly like I'm the mothership
I've been smooth as fuck, you can't believe I'm not butter, bitch
Ate you all for breakfast, lunch, and now I want my supper, bitch
Still I never satisfy my hunger, motherfucker
Written by: Robert Hunter
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