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4loom, mrfre3zy & lil aday - deadwire lyrics

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[intro: mrfre3zy (verse 1)]
yeah, yeah, yeah
deadwitch in the cut, leave the forest in blood
chains swing low, whole town lookin’ up
i don’t talk nice, i don’t talk much
woke up with the blade, now my dreams got guts

[verse 1: mrfre3zy]
fox fur hoodie with the dirt on the hem
skull in my trunk and i call that friend
nails in my t++th, no smile, just bend
lil witch talk sweet, now she stuck in the fence

don’t text me weird, i’m a spell with a clip
turn into smoke when i walk through the crypt
buried my heart in a rusted whip
i was born on a hill where the wolves all rip

rave in the woods, got a pipе in the sleeve
she said i’m cutе, but i’m made to leave
666 volts through the wires i weave
motel room full of static and grief

[hook: all 3]
razorjawz, we don’t talk no peace (nah)
blood on the mic, no verse, just grief (what)
sleep in the field where the scarecrow creeps
too dead to cry, too cursed for sleep
yeah — razorjawz
666 scars
no tags on the car
just woods and stars

[verse 2: 4loom]
pull up in the he+rs+ like “who that be?”
bassline hit like a death stampede
666 on the dog tag chain
buried in the trunk with a note and a blade

moonlight melt on the cracked out dash
voice in my phone say “burn that cash”
high off fumes, got a crow on my back
netspend drained, but i’m rich in ash

eyes like nails, no soul left in
woke up drunk on a field of sins
if i die here, put chrome in my grin
she love my pain, so i let her in

[bridge: 4loom]
vhs tape in a blood+red bag
talkin’ to ghosts with a louisville mag
trees got t++th and they hum my name
dark world baby, i was born in the plague
[hook: all 3]
razorjawz, we don’t talk no peace
blood on the mic, no verse, just grief
sleep in the field where the scarecrow creeps
too dead to cry, too cursed for sleep

yeah — razorjawz
rot in the whip
post+death drip
can’t feel sh—

[verse 3: lil aday]
creep in the mud with a switchblade tongue
runes on the shirt and the night still young
i don’t need friends, just blacked out lungs
and a bandana soaked with the blood i brung

skin like stone, i was carved in the dark
found god dead in a trailer park
woke up cold with a demon arc
now i shoot texts like i’m shootin’ sparks

gore on the mic and my boots stay clean
whip got wings, but it still got lean
chains from the pit, i was born obscene
put me on a flyer with a baphomet team
[outro: all 3]
razorjawz — all bite, no bark
darkwave dreams in a rusted car
buried in frost, but i leave my mark
no chorus next time, just t++th and sparks



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