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dedyte - r3d l1ght lyrics

[verse 1] if i could pick three things in my life, i’d be my mind, my pride, and my scythe, my head got a price, i set it real nice, you wanna get sliced? i said it real nice
5.5 is a bit too light, 556 gonna make a real nice sight, anybody wanna come collect the price, step right up, ready for a blood, bone fight

ready, draw
take your head off, like a helmet
bombs
carpet, nah, i’m lookin kinda ruggish, and i might just+

body bag zipped with your lips sealed tight, in the night get stabbed, then i dip outta sight, bit right in the neck, then i give you the + and i feel like light, cause you’re out on sight

when i write lyrics, i feel like kira, stackin digits, not money just the bodies, it’s a massacre, for the worst, get a burst to the curt, cobain to the he+rs+, never gonna write a verse that sounds so inert, meaning ima hurt you with every syllable per word, always certain that i burn every person that goes against my words

[pre hook] (you see the red light, red dot from my eye, keep a night light, cause if you don’t ill appear in the nighttime, boogeyman with the pen makin fine lines, seein red all the time like+)

[hook] you see the red light, red dot from my eye, keep a night light, cause if you don’t ill appear in the nighttime, boogeyman with the pen makin fine lines, seein red all the time like+

[verse 2] sukuna ryomen cause i embody bad omens, malevolency is so potent, and i don’t even have no opponents

i sound like 40, witches all in the house, they makin it gory, i’m not sorry, b+tches all leakin out, it’s all the same story, always boring, pouring blood from the morgue to the front door, say no more, cut me, slash me, bleed me, still come out like corn

deliriousness takin over my mind, eyes turnin red, don’t run you’re outta time, animated dead, walkin at em like i’m outta meds, never gettin rest, but i make it like a f+ckin fed

made it like a suicide, all me, you ain’t do sh+t, just l!ckin my d+ck, oh, sorry
you didn’t like that? ha, oh well
demon dog when i bite back, so well
you be coughin from all the dirt on top of yo coffin, capped in a box, crunch bones when i walk in, serial k!ller with a brain of a god, when somebody says think fast time pauses, i am the sovereign, getting departed, head from the body, knife in your heart, eviscerate armies, take out the party, all on my own never givin a sorry
[outro] red light, red dot from my eye, hang you up by your f+ckin tie, like a noose, there’s a fine line, between the point of insanity and my mind, talk outta line, pop a skully, and you might die, take a sip of a little bit of cyanide, bury bodies in the sand during low tide, dig a trench sight so grim i think i might just die

- dedyte lyrics

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