lirik lagu lord gary - dat's dead
[verse 1: youngin]
tell me what you gonna do when a dude come through
with his whole d-mn crew like
if you let me do what i do then you
won’t give me a reason to want to fight
all you gotta do is leave me alone
and let a n-gga roam free in these dc streets
born on the southside but i rep northeast
you’ll be on a shirt that says rest in peace
yes indeed, youngin is that dude
yeah i’m rude but i’m blessed n-gga no hachoo
one call will get a n-gga spitting at you
you can run but them bullets quick enough to catch you
wake up in the morning n-gga staring at you like
“what you gon’ do ah-ah don’t move
breathe wrong and i’mma pop this tool
that’ll be your last breath you gon’ drop and lose”
guaranteed i bet i make you bleed
more than a girl getting her cherry popped
your flow lukewarm but i’m very hot
stay around the fire like i’m trying to marry the box
n-gga f-ck the key dc breaking the lock off the door
you gonna need to get another contraption
these other rappers not bringing enough of the action
no question, we gon’ enter it without asking
blasting talent all up in your face
lyrical violence all over the place
like onika miraj i got super b-ss in your headphones
you feel it all up in your face
i cut to the chase no time to waste
shawty dip the waste and let me see you shake
control the bat like you at the plate
when they try to fake n-gga we just say
[hook: youngin]
dat’s dead (you want me to rap like you
dress like you, act like you)
dat’s dead (you want me to walk like you
talk like you, wear my hat like you) (2x)
dat’s dead (15x)
dat’s dead oh
[verse 2: youngin]
micheaux is the type of n-gga that’ll nip it in the bud
quicker than another n-gga (sheesh)
he at the bottom but he getting bigger by the minute
crawling up like a caterpillar
look into the eyes of a mad man
that’ll cut a n-gga up and leave him in a glad bag
spinning out of control like a d-mn tasmanian devil
no matter what i’m remaining a rebel
obtaining a level you can’t reach
got me explaining messages through my speech (sheesh)
every single day of the week i do me
but coincidentally so does she
they loving the fact that i’m a lincoln heights boy
but the hating -ss n-ggas they be getting annoyed
trying to pop sh-t like they know the boy
but i heard more noise from corduroys
youngin micheaux n-gga open the door
‘fore i kick in to get in and ruin the show
i begin to commence to spitting the 4-4
ripping and leaving a hole in your throat
i want the throne and i won’t stop until i’m in it
not uncle luke but i don’t stop get it get it
if i hit it and you put my d-ck in your mouth
then it’s null and void every single time you try to diss it
youngin is reminiscent of a great one
pick one em, nas, jay, pun
as long as i’m in hip-hops future
then it’s gonna be a great one
what you gotta say huh, i don’t hear you
like steve rifkind you gotta get loud
d.c. b-tch and say that proudly with pride
if a n-gga say youngin can’t rhyme tell that n-gga dat’s dead
[hook]
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