Adam's Apple
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Adam's Apple was released on October 6, 2017 by Universal-Island Records Ltd. as a part of the album Disstracktions - EP
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
KSI
Vocals
Zeeshan Azad
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zeeshan Azad
Composer
Olajide William Olatunji
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zeeshan Azad
Producer
Oscar Lo Brutto
Mixing Engineer
Tumai "Turkish" Salih
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
These **** ain't ready
You wanted this amigo
Yeah
End of this
You're gonna really wanna kill me
End of this
Your fans are really gonna feel me
Never miss
Whenever suckers wanna grill me
Sorry, miss
I gotta kill him with the click, click
I didn't really wanna do this
So my fans be saying, "Who this?"
But they really wanna view this
Know you're dying when I shoot this
Had your ex all in my DMs
Pillow talkin' in the DMs (Aye)
Trust me, ****, take a seat (Aye)
Gonna have this on repeat (Aye)
Naga Viper with the heat (Aye)
Mr. Z Man on the beat (Aye)
Adam had to eat the apple (Aye)
Time to kill him in a chapel (Mmm)
Adam really shit the bed (Wah?)
How you gonna shit the bed? (No)
Alesa told me you were crying (Huh!)
****, this shit had me dying (Hah!)
Had to clean up all your noodles (Mmm)
I expect that from a poodle (Mmm)
And you know the best part? (What?)
Adam thought it was a fart
Damn ****, haven't even pulled the trigger
You should never try to diss the ****
One-seven milli', still I'm bigger
I don't care about your bank report
At least I'm never paying child support
But why your baby momma saying
That you ain't even paying that?
Ain't a game
So you never feel like playing that?
Stop the music bitch, and go back to blocks
You'll make more money (Yeah)
And when it comes to shocks
I got more coming (Yeah)
When it comes to cocks you a small somethin'
When it comes to flops
You're the first running
When it comes to pops
You ain't there sonnin'
****, tell me why the fuck you're cutting yourself?
How you're gonna be a dad
When you're cutting yourself?
But it's not all you're doing
You fucked up and I know you're brewing
Time to reminisce
I hope you're hearing this
I didn't wanna be the one
To be out blarin' this, but fuck it
Behind the mask, you're a prick
What you did made me sick
Smearing blood on this chick
Yeah, let's talk about Dawn
Slappin' and choking from dusk 'til dawn
Then blaming your alter egos
What the fuck? That's not cool amigo
That's not Adam
That was John that hit you (Yeah)
That's not Adam
That was Shaun that beat you (Yeah)
That's not Adam
Nah fuck you Adam
Any woman beater gets the fucking heater
R.I.P. like Rita
Hope you like my feature (Hah!)
That's yo' baby momma
Flew her over just to end the saga
KSI, I'm the king of drama (Uh)
Karma, karma, kicking down like Sparta
You will always be a dreadful father
Post Malone, he ain't savin' shit
Your tattoos are shit
Chronic masturbator, coming now and later
Why you horny looking at an alligator?
I'm your violator
This the bar on my mission
Nothing can save your dead vision, bitch
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, GG motherfucker
Written by: Olajide William Olatunji, Zeeshan Azad


