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undead ronin - decadent ii lyrics

this scene is decadent
all you irrelevant
murder a rapper for
anything arrogant
music ain’t easy
the people are greedy
they turn on you
anytime they get
new company
suddenly i am the enemy
hating me
torches and pitchforks
i’m loosing my sanity
broken and dead
but i got up again
as a ronin no master
brought back to life
here to say

yuh

pull up on a p+ssy gonna show em
what i’m made of
wit a gun up in my hand
the metal pressing on their temple
never tell em causе i’m selling off their
body parts to peoplе
dead up in than a body bag
i got you rotting in my freezer
heard a lot of you wanted to
put a bullet in my body
when i’m murdering a beat
ain’t got time for any sleep
i’m on this journey wit magick kult
making bangers and i’m boutta go
so crazy on a motherf+cker
talkin all that sh+t to me
yuh aye
shocking yo brain
shotgun blast
make yo skull cocaine
ok no way you steppin to me
i’m done wit yo sh+t
get out of my way
yuh
sleepin pills up in yo drink
chaining yo body to burn at the stake
i don’t ever f+ck around wit you lames
no you are not worth a second of my time
pulling out a switchblade
mane on my way
i do not need f+ckin approval
from you b+tches imma king
bumpin sigilmane up in my grave
know that’s the f+ckin way
if you steppin to my vile kult
then you gon waste away
bound to the bottom of the lake
pickin maggots out my t++th
it’s the m to the k
with a blade to yo face
imma demon when i say
motherf+ckers wanna play
put a bullet in yo brain
leave you rotting in a grave
mane aye
you don’t wanna play
wit a god like me
no way no way
i am an animal
bite then i bark
got you tied in my car
with a bomb in yo cavities
goring you savage depravity
ravenous onimane stackin fatalities
hanzo hasashi the zombified samurai
multiply body parts
breakin a leg and arm
taking you off to the farm
detonate dozens of bombs
i’m boutta k!ll off yo family
n0body’s finding me
leave you with holes in yo chest
now that’s prophecy
say, what’s yo name?
heard you wanna work
but you ain’t coughing up change
hit me wit a rack and i might say “k”
pilin these bodies to a tower
make way
climbin up the ladder
b+tch i’m fed up
when i’m spillin out yo gullet
with a hook n makin paintings
from the guts inside you
never made a bad decision
guess i’m just a villain
in the eyes of those who did me wrong
cause
i been f+cking stranded
rackin up tracks inside my vault
i cannot finish any projects lately
all of my motivations low
when i try to take a break
i get sucked back to making music
then i’m here making this song
1000 words to say it all aye
this scene is decadent
all you irrelevant
murder a rapper for
anything arrogant
music ain’t easy
the people are greedy
they turn on you
anytime they get
new company
suddenly i am the enemy
hating me
torches and pitchforks
i’m loosing my sanity
broken and dead
but i got up again
as a ronin no master
brought back to life
here to say

nah
everybody wanna be a rapper
but they never wanna put in any work
yeah
suckin off another thinking
“maybe this will do it”
b+tch you just a f+cking waste of my sp+ce
hoe
i been in my own
taught myself to do it all
n0body show me how
i’m aboutta grab the ak
hollow point to the brain
just to see it fire off
and paint the walls with another red stain
sick of all the people talkin sh+t
you wanna say it
come and say it to my face
i know you won’t you just motherf+cking
p+ssy taking sh+t that don’t belong to you
f+ck out of here with all that stupid sh+t
i’m shutting down the power
cause i’m f+ckin lava leave you burning
bars are churning
swerving out my lane and
cursing all these rappers wit the kult
know this a robbery
i get the bag and toss it
ain’t no need for any money
spillin blood is all i need
so imma spill it for the fun of it
so f+ck out of my way
i don’t wanna play
any of yo games i’m done
with all you f+ckin lames
making a new wave
fan the f+cking flames
fill my plate wit everything
you ain’t getting a thing
aye
done with all the friends and the foes
cause i’m better off all alone
steppin off the chair and hang up
put another 12 to my dome
thinkin bout the dark where i’m home hoe
f+ck all of the people who told me
my music was sh+t and that i should just quit
i don’t see any of you motherf+ckers
y’all shut the f+ck up
and then ate your own medicine
waste of my oxygen
none of you genuine
all of you venison
stuck in my headlights
i turn you to skeletons
feelin adrenaline
done with comparison
all of you stumbling
it is embarrassing cause
it would take a thousand of you f+ck boys
to come close to what i bring to the table
ain’t makin a dent in my fable
b+tch i got bullets flying off my tracks
like fireworks and y’all pop its
when we mobbin on yo crowd
wit katanas you f+ckin drown hoe
this scene is decadent
none of you makin sense
switching up anytime you can for anything
throwing up my middle finger to all of em
f+ck you and f+ck all yo homies
i’m over it
sever the ties
sever the strings
level my music again ain’t no way
i do more genres than all of you b+tches
i’m talented as sh+t
and you can’t even mix
i don’t do diss tracks for any one person
you step on my shoes
you get nailbombed
mailed straight up to yo door
it is filled up with c4
when you open the package
that sh+t gon go
this scene is decadent
all you irrelevant
murder a rapper for
anything arrogant
music ain’t easy
the people are greedy
they turn on you
anytime they get
new company
suddenly i am the enemy
hating me
torches and pitchforks
i’m loosing my sanity
broken and dead
but i got up again
as a ronin no master
brought back to life
here to say
f+ck you

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