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DOOM
Hip-Hop/Rap
DOOM adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak 9459862 Records DK tarafından 23 Kasım 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıBefore Everything, Pt. 2
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Çıkış Tarihi23 Kasım 2025
Firma9459862 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
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Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM89

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Colbourne
Ryan Colbourne
Composer
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Cooking up some food
Masking up like doom
Raiding on a tomb
Not wifed up like a groom
But yk I got some baddies
Learning how to cook
Coming from the kitchen all the way to bed
Then Im leaving you on the red
Bums better pay up for I pump em up with lead
And leaving them for dead
Munching on some Freddy's
Munching on some kfc
Munching on Jersey mikes
You calling me a big back
You know I like some big snacks
Cuz I got some big racks
Swear I'm on a bulk
Weighing like I'm hulk
Eating is my flaw
Chopping up like saw
But still I get some broads
Strapping up with rods
Got myself a boom stick
Hit you with a pistol whip
Some pizza in a monkey grip
Chowing down a pot roast
While I'm toasting you
Emptying the clip
With a jug of kool aid
Drinking it on sight
While sipping on some sprite
They calling me the expert
Of Knowing how to flirt
And how to get some skirt
I get with my jokes
I get I with my words
And ill get I till I croak
Right up to this point I didn't know you spoke
Think you want the smoke
The bear you want to poke
School is in session
I'm giving you a lesson
You don't got no hoes
you don't have no flows
But you got some flaws
The way you go and walk
The way you go and talk
The smallest of your faults
Designated liar
Designated instigator
Throwing you no bones
You think you is a dog
So im putting you down
But I'm old school
Hit you with a clip
Make you do a flip
Looking like a clown
But you go and frown
Put you inside out
Not for all this clout
Doing it cuz I had to
Do it for the culture
Stone face like a boulder
Big stepping like I'm Kendrick
Artist like I'm Hendrix
Munching on some Wendy's
Munching on some caines
Run down like a trap house
Still getting nicked
Right out on the strip
Getting hit by twelve
Get put up on a shelf
Like you is trophy
You don't get no play you don't get no fun
Really don't know that it's you we gonna run
Hiding all our knives and stashing all our guns
Clean it with a rub a dub
Till we get it up
Trapping with the mob
Hoes be giving top
Hitting up a bop
She can say she play
But she getting played
Tying no one down
I'm still living up
Calling me the mailman
I'm running with your wife
Before I take your life
You call yourself the Christ
Knowing it's a lie
So you gon have to die
Still living my dream
Wifing a kardashian
Hoping she gon flash again
You know she want some dope
Calling king von so I took her to the o
Saw some members calling her a ho
But I know she went around
Running on this town
Calling her Rihanna
Calling her jayz
Really don't why they calling me her baby
They don't know I'm changing
Switching up like every week
They must think I got geeked
She think she stay on fleek
She works it like a freak
She know she's gotten leaked
She passing off her peak
Really ain't her week
Really not her year
Ain't changing on her ways
Stealing from her baes
Calling her gold digger
She better make it big
Or her grave I have to dig
The bopping has to end
It won't be me but she be landed on the news
Pills hard to swallow like it is the truth
Written by: Xavier Kelsey
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