deadZone (Paused)
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โฑ๏ธ 3:07 duration
๐ ID: 20437427
๐ Lyrics
You make me nauseous subconsciously
Toxic oddity probably
Philosophically bother me
Kill 'em all when they stop the beat
Like the fall of Hierapolise
Time to face the dichotomy
Of your putrid anatomy
Please don't even be mad at me
Fuck it, I'm twisted, so offensive
Watch my rims spin from the prison
Mind your business pussy bitches
Or I'll put my dick in your britches
Never fuck with lame-ass snitches
Cut 'em up they left in stitches
End them hoes with the quickness
Bodies turning up in ditches
I fucking hate you
Wanna break you
Castrate you
Eliminate you
Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy-toppy
You're just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty
Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like you're wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne
Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel, mind blown
You're just another orange cone
I'm the type to sell money, still flip a profit
Said I'd do it and I did it, I must be a prophet
Ghost out the tomb, levitate from coffins
Rose from the dirt and I started walkin'
What I'm cookin' in the booth, deadly concoctions
Shut ya mouth, listen up when when the king is talkin'
Or I might reverse pickpocket a live grenade onto you
Said you'd blow up, now let's watch it
You the type, can't do it, you just knock it
Pull out a pistol, forget how to cock it
Brief hesitation then I get to choppin'
Scythe cut you up like katana through margarine
I can't believe it's not butter
You don't know about Shade, go and ask your mother
Sure you got the gist when she bit her lip, eyelashes fluttered
Monster under your bed while you hide under covers
Ain't even human, I'm just undercover
Skeleton, flesh suit
Witch in the booth
Barricade, I charge on through
Mr. X from RE2
Got infinite styles, all better than you
Every time I step in the booth
My demons are wooed
I fucking hate you
Wanna break you
Castrate you
Eliminate you
Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy-toppy
You're just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty
Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like you're wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne
Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel, mind blown
You're just another orange cone
Hey, yeah, hey
Bitch, I came back with my blade
I lost myself again (lost again)
When I got up every night I tried to not forget (not forget)
Took a while for me to take a breath and burn the flames (burn the flames)
Calmed the chaos in my mind I'm ready to start the tape, bitch (start the tape)
When they wanna me go back
I make attack, go breaking bad
Bake a new track for you my fans
I'm spending so much when in my lab
Waste your life every time you lay and hate another man
Every minute of your life you're getting closer to the hell
I fucking hate you
Wanna break you
Castrate you
Eliminate you
Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy-toppy
You're just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty
Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like you're wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne
Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel, mind blown
You're just another orange cone
Toxic oddity probably
Philosophically bother me
Kill 'em all when they stop the beat
Like the fall of Hierapolise
Time to face the dichotomy
Of your putrid anatomy
Please don't even be mad at me
Fuck it, I'm twisted, so offensive
Watch my rims spin from the prison
Mind your business pussy bitches
Or I'll put my dick in your britches
Never fuck with lame-ass snitches
Cut 'em up they left in stitches
End them hoes with the quickness
Bodies turning up in ditches
I fucking hate you
Wanna break you
Castrate you
Eliminate you
Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy-toppy
You're just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty
Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like you're wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne
Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel, mind blown
You're just another orange cone
I'm the type to sell money, still flip a profit
Said I'd do it and I did it, I must be a prophet
Ghost out the tomb, levitate from coffins
Rose from the dirt and I started walkin'
What I'm cookin' in the booth, deadly concoctions
Shut ya mouth, listen up when when the king is talkin'
Or I might reverse pickpocket a live grenade onto you
Said you'd blow up, now let's watch it
You the type, can't do it, you just knock it
Pull out a pistol, forget how to cock it
Brief hesitation then I get to choppin'
Scythe cut you up like katana through margarine
I can't believe it's not butter
You don't know about Shade, go and ask your mother
Sure you got the gist when she bit her lip, eyelashes fluttered
Monster under your bed while you hide under covers
Ain't even human, I'm just undercover
Skeleton, flesh suit
Witch in the booth
Barricade, I charge on through
Mr. X from RE2
Got infinite styles, all better than you
Every time I step in the booth
My demons are wooed
I fucking hate you
Wanna break you
Castrate you
Eliminate you
Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy-toppy
You're just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty
Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like you're wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne
Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel, mind blown
You're just another orange cone
Hey, yeah, hey
Bitch, I came back with my blade
I lost myself again (lost again)
When I got up every night I tried to not forget (not forget)
Took a while for me to take a breath and burn the flames (burn the flames)
Calmed the chaos in my mind I'm ready to start the tape, bitch (start the tape)
When they wanna me go back
I make attack, go breaking bad
Bake a new track for you my fans
I'm spending so much when in my lab
Waste your life every time you lay and hate another man
Every minute of your life you're getting closer to the hell
I fucking hate you
Wanna break you
Castrate you
Eliminate you
Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy-toppy
You're just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty
Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like you're wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne
Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel, mind blown
You're just another orange cone
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.22] You make me nauseous subconsciously
[00:13.06] Toxic oddity probably
[00:14.56] Philosophically bother me
[00:16.07] Kill 'em all when they stop the beat
[00:17.53] Like the fall of Hierapolise
[00:18.95] Time to face the dichotomy
[00:20.44] Of your putrid anatomy
[00:21.93] Please don't even be mad at me
[00:23.55] Fuck it, I'm twisted, so offensive
[00:24.91] Watch my rims spin from the prison
[00:26.50] Mind your business pussy bitches
[00:27.91] Or I'll put my dick in your britches
[00:29.43] Never fuck with lame-ass snitches
[00:30.93] Cut 'em up they left in stitches
[00:32.49] End them hoes with the quickness
[00:34.08] Bodies turning up in ditches
[00:35.27] I fucking hate you
[00:36.95] Wanna break you
[00:38.40] Castrate you
[00:39.73] Eliminate you
[00:41.45] Desicrate your body as a hobby
[00:43.26] Placate your sloppy-toppy
[00:44.69] You're just a carbon copy
[00:45.99] Of my rotting shotty
[00:47.80] Full spread head blown
[00:49.40] Welcome to the dead zone
[00:50.87] Like you're wearing headphones
[00:52.34] I'm a god upon the throne
[00:53.90] Throw another fucking stone
[00:55.40] Catch me on an empty road
[00:56.83] Double barrel, mind blown
[00:58.30] You're just another orange cone
[01:00.06] I'm the type to sell money, still flip a profit
[01:01.59] Said I'd do it and I did it, I must be a prophet
[01:03.08] Ghost out the tomb, levitate from coffins
[01:04.59] Rose from the dirt and I started walkin'
[01:06.04] What I'm cookin' in the booth, deadly concoctions
[01:07.61] Shut ya mouth, listen up when when the king is talkin'
[01:09.02] Or I might reverse pickpocket a live grenade onto you
[01:11.89] Said you'd blow up, now let's watch it
[01:13.11] You the type, can't do it, you just knock it
[01:14.82] Pull out a pistol, forget how to cock it
[01:16.20] Brief hesitation then I get to choppin'
[01:17.83] Scythe cut you up like katana through margarine
[01:19.36] I can't believe it's not butter
[01:20.51] You don't know about Shade, go and ask your mother
[01:22.32] Sure you got the gist when she bit her lip, eyelashes fluttered
[01:24.92] Monster under your bed while you hide under covers
[01:26.95] Ain't even human, I'm just undercover
[01:28.42] Skeleton, flesh suit
[01:29.06] Witch in the booth
[01:29.70] Barricade, I charge on through
[01:31.39] Mr. X from RE2
[01:32.76] Got infinite styles, all better than you
[01:34.19] Every time I step in the booth
[01:35.39] My demons are wooed
[01:35.66] I fucking hate you
[01:37.04] Wanna break you
[01:38.44] Castrate you
[01:39.84] Eliminate you
[01:41.44] Desicrate your body as a hobby
[01:43.38] Placate your sloppy-toppy
[01:44.65] You're just a carbon copy
[01:45.92] Of my rotting shotty
[01:47.88] Full spread head blown
[01:49.33] Welcome to the dead zone
[01:50.82] Like you're wearing headphones
[01:52.34] I'm a god upon the throne
[01:53.87] Throw another fucking stone
[01:55.47] Catch me on an empty road
[01:56.90] Double barrel, mind blown
[01:58.38] You're just another orange cone
[02:01.30]
[02:12.13] Hey, yeah, hey
[02:14.33] Bitch, I came back with my blade
[02:15.79] I lost myself again (lost again)
[02:17.58] When I got up every night I tried to not forget (not forget)
[02:20.41] Took a while for me to take a breath and burn the flames (burn the flames)
[02:23.20] Calmed the chaos in my mind I'm ready to start the tape, bitch (start the tape)
[02:26.77] When they wanna me go back
[02:28.13] I make attack, go breaking bad
[02:29.77] Bake a new track for you my fans
[02:31.13] I'm spending so much when in my lab
[02:32.75] Waste your life every time you lay and hate another man
[02:35.45] Every minute of your life you're getting closer to the hell
[02:38.38] I fucking hate you
[02:39.87] Wanna break you
[02:41.37] Castrate you
[02:42.77] Eliminate you
[02:44.46] Desicrate your body as a hobby
[02:46.22] Placate your sloppy-toppy
[02:47.62] You're just a carbon copy
[02:48.95] Of my rotting shotty
[02:50.75] Full spread head blown
[02:52.28] Welcome to the dead zone
[02:53.75] Like you're wearing headphones
[02:55.29] I'm a god upon the throne
[02:56.72] Throw another fucking stone
[02:58.28] Catch me on an empty road
[02:59.74] Double barrel, mind blown
[03:01.18] You're just another orange cone
[03:02.96]
[00:13.06] Toxic oddity probably
[00:14.56] Philosophically bother me
[00:16.07] Kill 'em all when they stop the beat
[00:17.53] Like the fall of Hierapolise
[00:18.95] Time to face the dichotomy
[00:20.44] Of your putrid anatomy
[00:21.93] Please don't even be mad at me
[00:23.55] Fuck it, I'm twisted, so offensive
[00:24.91] Watch my rims spin from the prison
[00:26.50] Mind your business pussy bitches
[00:27.91] Or I'll put my dick in your britches
[00:29.43] Never fuck with lame-ass snitches
[00:30.93] Cut 'em up they left in stitches
[00:32.49] End them hoes with the quickness
[00:34.08] Bodies turning up in ditches
[00:35.27] I fucking hate you
[00:36.95] Wanna break you
[00:38.40] Castrate you
[00:39.73] Eliminate you
[00:41.45] Desicrate your body as a hobby
[00:43.26] Placate your sloppy-toppy
[00:44.69] You're just a carbon copy
[00:45.99] Of my rotting shotty
[00:47.80] Full spread head blown
[00:49.40] Welcome to the dead zone
[00:50.87] Like you're wearing headphones
[00:52.34] I'm a god upon the throne
[00:53.90] Throw another fucking stone
[00:55.40] Catch me on an empty road
[00:56.83] Double barrel, mind blown
[00:58.30] You're just another orange cone
[01:00.06] I'm the type to sell money, still flip a profit
[01:01.59] Said I'd do it and I did it, I must be a prophet
[01:03.08] Ghost out the tomb, levitate from coffins
[01:04.59] Rose from the dirt and I started walkin'
[01:06.04] What I'm cookin' in the booth, deadly concoctions
[01:07.61] Shut ya mouth, listen up when when the king is talkin'
[01:09.02] Or I might reverse pickpocket a live grenade onto you
[01:11.89] Said you'd blow up, now let's watch it
[01:13.11] You the type, can't do it, you just knock it
[01:14.82] Pull out a pistol, forget how to cock it
[01:16.20] Brief hesitation then I get to choppin'
[01:17.83] Scythe cut you up like katana through margarine
[01:19.36] I can't believe it's not butter
[01:20.51] You don't know about Shade, go and ask your mother
[01:22.32] Sure you got the gist when she bit her lip, eyelashes fluttered
[01:24.92] Monster under your bed while you hide under covers
[01:26.95] Ain't even human, I'm just undercover
[01:28.42] Skeleton, flesh suit
[01:29.06] Witch in the booth
[01:29.70] Barricade, I charge on through
[01:31.39] Mr. X from RE2
[01:32.76] Got infinite styles, all better than you
[01:34.19] Every time I step in the booth
[01:35.39] My demons are wooed
[01:35.66] I fucking hate you
[01:37.04] Wanna break you
[01:38.44] Castrate you
[01:39.84] Eliminate you
[01:41.44] Desicrate your body as a hobby
[01:43.38] Placate your sloppy-toppy
[01:44.65] You're just a carbon copy
[01:45.92] Of my rotting shotty
[01:47.88] Full spread head blown
[01:49.33] Welcome to the dead zone
[01:50.82] Like you're wearing headphones
[01:52.34] I'm a god upon the throne
[01:53.87] Throw another fucking stone
[01:55.47] Catch me on an empty road
[01:56.90] Double barrel, mind blown
[01:58.38] You're just another orange cone
[02:01.30]
[02:12.13] Hey, yeah, hey
[02:14.33] Bitch, I came back with my blade
[02:15.79] I lost myself again (lost again)
[02:17.58] When I got up every night I tried to not forget (not forget)
[02:20.41] Took a while for me to take a breath and burn the flames (burn the flames)
[02:23.20] Calmed the chaos in my mind I'm ready to start the tape, bitch (start the tape)
[02:26.77] When they wanna me go back
[02:28.13] I make attack, go breaking bad
[02:29.77] Bake a new track for you my fans
[02:31.13] I'm spending so much when in my lab
[02:32.75] Waste your life every time you lay and hate another man
[02:35.45] Every minute of your life you're getting closer to the hell
[02:38.38] I fucking hate you
[02:39.87] Wanna break you
[02:41.37] Castrate you
[02:42.77] Eliminate you
[02:44.46] Desicrate your body as a hobby
[02:46.22] Placate your sloppy-toppy
[02:47.62] You're just a carbon copy
[02:48.95] Of my rotting shotty
[02:50.75] Full spread head blown
[02:52.28] Welcome to the dead zone
[02:53.75] Like you're wearing headphones
[02:55.29] I'm a god upon the throne
[02:56.72] Throw another fucking stone
[02:58.28] Catch me on an empty road
[02:59.74] Double barrel, mind blown
[03:01.18] You're just another orange cone
[03:02.96]