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DeadMansParadise

 

DeadMansParadise

(альбом: SCRAPS - 2021)


Never needed a mic check
Undertow flows, better step with a life vest
My likeness, they copy
But never do I fret
Ladders do not matter
They'll never reach your highness
The pragmatic mic killer
Busting like [?]
Squint they eyes, still they never seeing I like an eye test
If I extend a hand, don't you dare bite this
Bring storm clouds with me, strike you down like lightning
My mind is righteous
My time for ever
MC's do they thing but they ain't close to my level
Ain't alluding, I'm better
I'm just proving it's different
Just because you hit record doesn't mean that you spitting
Go and pen your rhythms
Practice makes perfect
Without rap my life is worthless
Kicking up verses, my purpose, I
Embody this with every atom inside
Came out the womb with the beat and proceeded to rhyme

Blue skies, not a cloud in the sky
Dead mans paradise, one hitter, hit it twice
Blue skies, not a cloud in the sky
Dead mans paradise, one hitter, hit it twice

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