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david torrez (dt) - reaper 2 (album version) lyrics

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(chorus)
they call me the mother-fricken reaper/
i don’t ever die/
but a kind/
break the lines/
if i fail/
maybe imma find a way to get out the skies/

you feel like as if i never saw them dropping/
every time i k!ll the profit/
every time i make another rocket/
rocking your world fantasy with the music/
every time you try to diss me/
i ain’t never heard it come close/

you feel like as if you could probably get me with the sales/
i don’t wanna hear you when you repping both/

(verse)
yeah/
they call me the reaper/
i’m bout to semitize the lines/
semitize the binds/
every time i’m coming up i’m breaking friendly binds/
i don’t really care how you feel/
i don’t really care how you trust/
i don’t really care what kind of music you’ve been working on/
cause’ guess what imma come in with the thrust/

(pre-chorus)
they say that they hate me/
cause’ i’m iconic in so many ways they never could be/
they say they don’t want me in the industry/

i tell ’em be quiet/
and that’s the end of it/

every time i get back at the music/
every time i feel like as if i could probably get it/
every time i feel like as if i could probably get it for a minute but in real life i can’t/
so i’m just gonna act like i can/

(chorus)
call me the mother-freakin reaper/
i’m about to keep her/
i’m bout to trunk/
and every time i get it/
but who is nice to fuss/

(verse)
and one day i’m gonna get it/
feel like every song i’ve been dropping/
every time you try to beat it/
you could’ve never repent it/
never repent it/
reinvent it/
for a crack on the back/
bring the mother-frickers but i’m k!lling on the back/
who the _ you try to mess with/

you know for a better fact/
you’re bout to get the reaper just to mess with/

oh yeah with your chest lips/
with your chest hair/
heard your last album wasn’t prepared/
guess i was sitting here on my chair/

while preparing to diss your brother
’cause i got it there/

all my music dropping like the end of it/
all my albums dropping like the end of it/
if i don’t die then that’s the end of this/
if i don’t die then that’s the end of it/

who the heck you tryna’ mess with/
all my music is so reckless/

(chorus)
all you wanna do is hear the reaper 2/
so you can hate on me even more/
well guess what i’m done with you/

(verse)
i got better things i gotta do/
till the day i die/
i’m probably going cryogenic fluid/
i’m probably k!lling them with every single record i was coming out with/
and now i’m going-/

and now i’m going explicit with the flows/
and meditation medication
metamorphic(al) and better(for the flow)/
i’m bout to fill the hole/
and till i’m bout to k!ll it ironical/

y’all wish you could hear me/
that’s stereotypical/
a sediment of a pole/
and music coming out with a different material/
i’ve been working with so/

i don’t even wanna hear your bullcr-p/
hear my music and then you call me a nomad/

(pre-chorus)
they call me the reaper/
i cut through your body like a scalpel/

dig through/
dig deep/
cut through/
big meat/
oh yeah/
watch me/

i’m not scared of the followers (oh wait)/
i’m not scared of the haters (oh wait)/
i’m not scared of a disgrace/

you call your mom and dad/
and tell ’em to get the heck out my way/

(chorus)
every time i wake up/
call me the reaper/
the call me veen to the keener and a child woman beater/
i’m going back and forth and you’re tryna hear what i gotta say/
but until the day i die i’m probably coming back another way/

(verse)
i’m hitting bar 99/
i’m going in as hard as i can/
and when i rap i go side to side/
and go back from bind to bind/

and slap on the back/
and approach all the rappers/
and tell them that they’re all fake fads/

(yeah)
yeah/
listen to the statistics/
listen to my music whenever you hear it/
listen to my beat whenever you drop it/
you wanna hate on me to get the profit/

(wait) i don’t even wanna start there/
this is reaper 2 i got it all here/
i don’t ever stop i got it all there/
i don’t ever stop i got it all there/

[outro to pt. a]:
wait wait wait wait/
what’s my name again/
oh here it comes/
who am i/
i’m the reaper!

[freestyle verse]:
and everybody knows that i pack the punched flows/
call up uncle rickie and joe/
tell ’em i’m styling my woes/
until i break another bone/
better let the haters know/
that i’m holding up my ground/
like the ground beef in the store (ahh)/

because i’ve been doing this since 17’/
you hear my newest music/
and use that to try to frame me/

i’ve only been in the game since your bro started little league/
so get the haters onto me/
i’m fresh meat to the industry/

until they call me out/
send the shooters my route/
i’ve been holding in these flows/
since your momma went to bo’s/

now i’m here to finish all of it/
the haters can all suck it/
i’m not going down like michael brands in this uplift/

(outro)
they called me a original/
i spit on originals/

i’m only here as centerfold/
now you know to listen close/
i wrote the “closed doors” fold/
and produced the “4800” post/

now you know not to cross me/
my angers kind of revolving/
i’m kind of in my p-ssion vibe/
you never ever change my mind/

i’m working on this until five/
go send your dj to spin this rhyme/

(ha)

- david torrez dt lyrics

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