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lirik lagu 216zay - dirty deeds

[intro]
stevo on the beat, i see you

[chorus: clockworc]
don’t you pain for me
fought beyond hope, thrown old country
i did them dirty deeds to get to where i be
can’t bury me
i’m too high up, so out of touch
how dare you dream, compare to me

[verse 1: 216zay]
when i’m f~ckin’ man, i wanna talk, my sh~t a predator
i’m never messing with the online diss
what the f~ck is someone doubting?
but the bars i spit into the b~tch (nah!)
and chilling, sitting, l!cking on my d~ck (ooh!)
ball my fists, tossing at the dummies
i’m working with curses whom ready for bunches of murdering (yeah!)
dusted if you aren’t a something you’ll learn to be sanity
worsening with evеry dirty deed (d~mn!)
have you heard of me? probably not
but you’ll possibly cry whеn i hop on your spot
that’s an easy peezy, super obvious clown
when you boxing without and you comically flop (pow!)
you get bodied then dropped, sh~t
you’ll be standing while everybody laughs (ha ha ha ha!)
underground’s punching bag, stuck in last while the run the class
but i don’t f~cking run, i’m really lazy (woo!) yet intimidating
listen to (aye!) the finished product for a little taste
i’m k!lling fickle babies and assimilating all those sicko crazies
there is no mitigating the speed that i’m eliminating (nah!)
spinning blades we fire then initiating the slaying (slash!)
destroying everything that’s glorious with no discriminating (slash!)
i honestly f~cking doubt that you could ever imitate me (nah!)
opera affiliated, your b~tch, she hates invigorating (b~tch!)
[chorus: clockworc]
don’t you pain for me
fought beyond hope, thrown old country
i did them dirty deeds to get to where i be
can’t bury me
i’m too high up, so out of touch
how dare you dream, compare to me
don’t you pain for me
fought beyond hope, thrown old country
i did them dirty deeds to get to where i be
can’t bury me
i’m too high up, so out of touch
how dare you dream, compare to me

[verse 2: clockworc]
they say high comes before the far
pow! motherf~cking meteor on y’all
got wh0res on call but i’m more appalled
that y’all [?] that you could score on clock
this game of thrones, y’all spit shining my c
believe i live on it
you bleed but i don’t ever slip
i pistol grip, [?] got coke in the base
never gonna face clock, get b~tch~slapped on the hands, you can’t stop
you think you g~o~a~t, not so hasty
grab your hanky, i be grabbin’ a mic and then turnin’ delusional f~cks to crying babies
make me cranky, cranking out hits inside my slumber, wonder where i be
shadow in the night battling like pac
get a mic, get upon dreaming eazy~e
your b~tch asleep forever, turning my pain into a pleasure
never bore, pennies drop
keep your head up, bet i’ll sever
i’m that executioner, black hoodie
standing next to lucifer; mob goodie
my chalk outline’s on kong
get a loch ness monster, leviathon
see that throne where i be chilling? cold dead fingers couldn’t pry me from
i’m frightful, dumb, never ripe enough
but y’all grab them apples, try to bite
and tell me how you like them sons
so numb i’m bleeding vicodin
but never done
[chorus: clockworc]
don’t you pain for me
fought beyond hope, thrown old country
i did them dirty deeds to get to where i be
can’t bury me
i’m too high up, so out of touch
how dare you dream, compare to me
don’t you pain for me
fought beyond hope, thrown old country
i did them dirty deeds to get to where i be
can’t bury me
i’m too high up, so out of touch
how dare you dream, compare to me

[verse 3: the irishman]
i pray that my enemies fall at my feet
’cause karma’s a b~tch and we finna eat (huh!)
you smell like a p~ssy to me
homie, you vegan, you don’t want the beef (nah!)
you just be tripping on petty sh~t
you need to go take your medicine
like you a veteran but you not
thinkin’ you hot, i’ma take your spot (let’s go)
see, you ain’t sh~t to me, i’m passin’ you up
i guess what i’m tryin’ to say is that you’re trash and you suck
average as f~ck, you a sitting duck, crab in a bucket
and when you hop up off my d~ck, make sure you grab it and suck it
p~ssy!
homie, i ain’t even trying on these beats
i’m like a lion on the mic, these rappers dying in the streets (ugh!)
got these culture vultures mad because i’m bound to compete
it’s astounding how they frowning on me, now they feel the heat
they whine and pout, call it clout around my town and i can see
but in reality it’s all karma, flowering for me
you can doubt me all you want but it’s empowering to be
the most hated and hungry motherf~cker you ever seen, ah! (ha ha ha!)

- lirik lagu 216zay

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