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the preachah - i've returned lyrics

[intro: the preachah]
yeah
phantom music
ome…

[chorus: the preachah]
i’ve returned for all you suckers who are hating me
i’ve returned from the dead with a mighty m16
i’m a god taking you b+tches down to your knees
you have no guts to say lord deathgun don’t exist
i’ve returned for all you suckers who are hating me
i’ve returned from the dead with a mighty m16
i’m a god taking you b+tches down to your knees
you have no guts to say lord deathgun don’t exist (what!)
[verse 1: the preachah]
i’m a lyricist and i’m here to change all your mundane thoughts
i’m not scared of you neither will i be scared of your funny words
doubt me and imma come to your housе then break your bl++dy jaws
i’m a man of my word you got no right to say i am wrong (no right)
i was just five whеn my lyrical power began to unleash
i started spitting bars i started hunting all your dreams
that’s why you can’t sleep and you will never see peace
a young mind blessed with flow that no one has ever seen (nah)
your end is close and your hopeless life is at stake (is at stake)
you dont write no music every sh+t you say is fake (it’s so fake)
i’m not like yall bro whatever i want ill go take
and im not scared of a gun point it at me i won’t shake
i’m back with a large arm and two broken h+rns i’m the h+ll boy
i’m real homie i ain’t plastic i am no toy
i engender phantom verses that’ll fill your minds with joy
they say my lyrics are too dark i’m lyrically cloyed

[chorus: the preachah]
i’ve returned for all you suckers who are hating me
i’ve returned from the dead with a mighty m16
i’m a god taking you b+tches down to your knees
you have no guts to say lord deathgun dont exist
ive returned for all you suckers who are hating me
i’ve returned from the dead with a mighty m16
i’m a god taking you b+tches down to your knees
you have no guts to say lord deathgun dont exist
[verse 2: the preachah]
i’m not scared of a gun when i’m a lyrical bomb
i’ll choke those haters and bury ’em in a swamp
i’ll make your life filled with dirt like a refuge dump
you could hate or like this i don’t really give a f+ck
it’s really funny when i see people hating on me
because you can’t stand the wack me you’d be k!lled (oh yeah)
ome we the real deal and the tracks are always a hit
mumble rappers think they spiting which is really funny (hahahaha)
but ive looked at their careers closely and its really blurry
i’m like the ozone layer i protect my family from attacks
i’m like a clipper i’ll shave your careers off of rap
hip hop and deathgun always working hand in hand
tryna bring me down will only force me to resurrect like jesus christ
i can’t die i’m like the egyptian mummy buried alive
and when i’m tired of living in tombs a pyramids i’ll come for your lives
i’ll wipe you out like the meteor that wiped out the dinosaurs (f+cking dinosaurs)
i’ll leave you drowning in sorrow and end your futures
i’ll keep you busy by trying to survive with no leisures
i’ll rip out your heads when i transform into venom
i’m an unexpected bullet thats deathgun
you can’t see my bullets coming they’re phantoms
i’m always in white and black the mad king has finally returned

- the preachah lyrics

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