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b ryan - dead to me lyrics

hook: your dead to me, get on knee, pray all day for me, i won’t come back, that’s nothing to laugh about. all i do is move on with this bullsh-t you throw my way that i hear all day. is it ok for me to cheat, on this dam beat and use another one, like switching my sybille guns, instead i use them like ones

your dead to me, that’s not everything when i sing my hook, better take a second look
call me the crook that over booked this game, call me lame, good thing i already know my name, you should be ashamed with the words you throw at me, that don’t even splat me
i am writing this thinking of you on the wall that i p-ssed out your name is all, watch me fall and switch this one on you b-tch, you think i will be rich one day
i know i will with this kind of sk!ll behind me, don’t remind me, young mc baz k!lling what you heard, like tasmanian devil, try an get on my level, when i already k!lled the devil in my mind
let me hit this, and rewind and bring this b-tch back from time
just follow each line

hook: your dead to me get on knee, pray all day for me, i won’t come back, that’s nothing to laugh about. all i do is move on with this bullsh-t you throw my way that i hear all day. is it ok for me to cheat, on this dam beat and use another one, like switching my sybille guns, instead i use them like ones

swerve off the road, you crashed my heart into a ditch, cashed my thoughts like thrown darts for eveyone to see, what did you hit
good thing i thought of you when i spit, the numbers on the board are in my favor, better think of me as your savor
got that kinda flavor when you saw me and met me now, now you’re dead to me again, no need to write another number down with my pen
gotta be strong and know when people you think are right can be wrong, that’s why i am writing this song
what made me drawn to you is what i thought of you, now i know your fake, hope you don’t die in my song, like drowning in a lake
you’re the snake who took my heart, but i know this is what drew us apart
you bit when i gave you one hit of love, its like a drug but you k!lled me inside like a thug

hook: your dead to me get on knee, pray all day for me, i won’t come back, that’s nothing to laugh about. all i do is move on with this
bullsh-t you throw my way, that i hear all day. is it ok for me to cheat, on this dam beat and use another one, like switching my sybille guns, instead i use them like ones

now that i won, your the one who is done
i am the son call me a star because i destroy every bar
see me coming from a far stunning and running i’m on par
this is not who you are, your a b-tch, watch me make a fist and have you flinch
put you on my diss list, your not gonna be missed
get it missed miss b-tch sybille gun once again im a son of my mother
writing this out with my pen in the den, the lions are here
ready to make you disappear in my mind
sitting here always on my grind
your in my binder is just a simple reminder, let me pull out that grinder
and k!ll theses lyrics so that you can hear it

- b ryan lyrics

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