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D4KIDD - 48 hours Lyrics



D4KIDD - 48 hours Lyrics




I come through hot headed
Brain lit up like a jack o lantern
You'll never see the end of me, I'm like the wackest planner
Never change up, if I'm feeling threatened I might smack a fan up
I'll send you so a house of horror, this the Manson manor
People turning green like banner
Six years around the fakest clones
Yo chick a freak, like the dog in MC all she take is bone
I'm son-ing rappers, discipline time, I come to take some phones
It's been a year since the queen don died, I've come to take the throne

Look

I hear y'all rapping, you pitty pat
I'm too advanced, I seen a lot, can't do no silly raps
Pushing past my lyrical prowess I keep the semi stacked
I diss you fags I'm chilling, they sour, they saying get em back
Every verse I teach you a lesson, shut up and sit in class
They be mad it ain't adding up, so I don did the math
Add me to yo group chat beefing/ being defiant
Try to multiply yo street cred I'll take yo group and divide em
I'm on fire
Out loud, they can't mask it like Michael myers
I been flying, blank stare em with blood all on my attire
My desire, get some eaters and stay away from the biters
If you like it, it's a shame gotta say it you can't recite it
Copyright it
Making art out of this blank page
Whole time I'm writing, try my hardest not to stank face
Hand on top the head I'll leave you swinging with yo fake rage
Send her up to heaven is she leave me, here, take some space
KIDD
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I come through hot headed
Brain lit up like a jack o lantern
You'll never see the end of me, I'm like the wackest planner
Never change up, if I'm feeling threatened I might smack a fan up
I'll send you so a house of horror, this the Manson manor
People turning green like banner
Six years around the fakest clones
Yo chick a freak, like the dog in MC all she take is bone
I'm son-ing rappers, discipline time, I come to take some phones
It's been a year since the queen don died, I've come to take the throne

Look

I hear y'all rapping, you pitty pat
I'm too advanced, I seen a lot, can't do no silly raps
Pushing past my lyrical prowess I keep the semi stacked
I diss you fags I'm chilling, they sour, they saying get em back
Every verse I teach you a lesson, shut up and sit in class
They be mad it ain't adding up, so I don did the math
Add me to yo group chat beefing/ being defiant
Try to multiply yo street cred I'll take yo group and divide em
I'm on fire
Out loud, they can't mask it like Michael myers
I been flying, blank stare em with blood all on my attire
My desire, get some eaters and stay away from the biters
If you like it, it's a shame gotta say it you can't recite it
Copyright it
Making art out of this blank page
Whole time I'm writing, try my hardest not to stank face
Hand on top the head I'll leave you swinging with yo fake rage
Send her up to heaven is she leave me, here, take some space
KIDD
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Writer: Terell Sumpter
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: D4KIDD
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Terell Sumpter

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