CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Tomb
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Dead man production
(words= 65)
I gotta gloat, I'm the goat
Now watch me and my flock
As i lock and load
We rock the show
DJ.DRAKO, unstoppable
My music hip to the hop
Gotta show i'm the goat
Come on, lets take the dove
Watch them fly high
Man f**k rollen loud, we rollen high
Come on, lets prove I can flow
Kill this beat? I got this bro
[Verse 1](words=)
"oh yeah", imma be that fighter in the dog pound
F**kin with that song's sound
Like I'm Freddy Krueger
All in with those claws
Man f**k paws, I got claws
When I go in, I go all out
'Cause I was flown in, from that baller town
Felt that wind blowing everyday
Yeah, I came up in a city, where its windy everyday
Never thought I'd be a rapper. d
Like every line
That I rhyme
Is a sign of my design
To chill down your spine
Blow your mind up into smithereens
Man f**k it, just like crispy bacon my sh*t lit
Say it crisply, there's no way to miss the meaning of the message. in this mayhem
When it hits them speakers, like a cyclone
Making waves up in your city
Its the nitty gritty flow.....go
[hook](words=)
Yo, yo, yo, cuz imma crush it, like im killing this sick beat
Everybody feeling this fired up real sh*t
DJ. DRAKO. thats the real sh*t
Crush it, like how i crush lust
I crush it, cuz I'm killing this sick beat
Everbody feeling this fired up sh*t
DJ. DRAKO, that real sh*t
Oh yeah
Come on, come on
Lets go, lets go
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2](words=)
Oh yeah!!!!!!!
Imma wreck it, imma rant it, imma chant it
So poetic, no pretend
When I go imma get it, no questions
Got arrested, cuz of my att**ude
(hay fat a**, want a donut)
Dam cop eats to much food
(hay fatty, go eat a f**kin salad)
Hay there's a badge number 1387
Better quit your job, and a f**k you too
I'm killen on the beat wires than a thug on the street
Got me feeling like a beast, that is unwilling to be beat
I am hit as skillets in the heat
I'm cold, like chillen on a peak, when I speak
I speak, boy you leaking
Not even at my peak
Playing hid and seek, you just be geaking
I speak, boy you weak
I spit them rhymes, imma reck this room
Better go get your broom
Boy go clean your room
Smells like sh*t, in. thos pit
Boy go clean your pits, dam they stink
Boy im your doom, get your broom
Go clean your dam room
Boy i am your room
Go get your broom, go clean your room
Im your room, I'm the goon walking on the moon
Feeling like superman, I'm invincible
Crashing down onto the planet with a boom
Rapping like maleficent pharaohs
On the dunes
Cuz i put that beat in a tomb
Dead man production
(words= 65)
I gotta gloat, I'm the goat
Now watch me and my flock
As i lock and load
We rock the show
DJ.DRAKO, unstoppable
My music hip to the hop
Gotta show i'm the goat
Come on, lets take the dove
Watch them fly high
Man f**k rollen loud, we rollen high
Come on, lets prove I can flow
Kill this beat? I got this bro
[Verse 1](words=)
"oh yeah", imma be that fighter in the dog pound
F**kin with that song's sound
Like I'm Freddy Krueger
All in with those claws
Man f**k paws, I got claws
When I go in, I go all out
'Cause I was flown in, from that baller town
Felt that wind blowing everyday
Yeah, I came up in a city, where its windy everyday
Never thought I'd be a rapper. d
Like every line
That I rhyme
Is a sign of my design
To chill down your spine
Blow your mind up into smithereens
Man f**k it, just like crispy bacon my sh*t lit
Say it crisply, there's no way to miss the meaning of the message. in this mayhem
When it hits them speakers, like a cyclone
Making waves up in your city
Its the nitty gritty flow.....go
[hook](words=)
Yo, yo, yo, cuz imma crush it, like im killing this sick beat
Everybody feeling this fired up real sh*t
DJ. DRAKO. thats the real sh*t
Crush it, like how i crush lust
I crush it, cuz I'm killing this sick beat
Everbody feeling this fired up sh*t
DJ. DRAKO, that real sh*t
Oh yeah
Come on, come on
Lets go, lets go
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2](words=)
Oh yeah!!!!!!!
Imma wreck it, imma rant it, imma chant it
So poetic, no pretend
When I go imma get it, no questions
Got arrested, cuz of my att**ude
(hay fat a**, want a donut)
Dam cop eats to much food
(hay fatty, go eat a f**kin salad)
Hay there's a badge number 1387
Better quit your job, and a f**k you too
I'm killen on the beat wires than a thug on the street
Got me feeling like a beast, that is unwilling to be beat
I am hit as skillets in the heat
I'm cold, like chillen on a peak, when I speak
I speak, boy you leaking
Not even at my peak
Playing hid and seek, you just be geaking
I speak, boy you weak
I spit them rhymes, imma reck this room
Better go get your broom
Boy go clean your room
Smells like sh*t, in. thos pit
Boy go clean your pits, dam they stink
Boy im your doom, get your broom
Go clean your dam room
Boy i am your room
Go get your broom, go clean your room
Im your room, I'm the goon walking on the moon
Feeling like superman, I'm invincible
Crashing down onto the planet with a boom
Rapping like maleficent pharaohs
On the dunes
Cuz i put that beat in a tomb
