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RODEO. Video (MV)




Performed By: Democratic Suicide Attack
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Dylan Torres




Democratic Suicide Attack - RODEO. Lyrics
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Saddle up, getting bucked, you know you're in the cut.
I hope you got some luck, need a trick up the sleeve.
Mic in my hand, in it I scream.
Yeah call it my scream stick cause in it I scream shit.
The grill on this bitch she's got cum filled cavities,
The grill on this bitch she's burned at the stake.
Feeling flipped over I might rape a rapist.
I don't care for nothing, nothing can take this,
The push and the shove in the pit there's a danger,
The night is getting rough good luck going to sleep.
You're gonna get f*cked.
Get up off your knees.
You're gonna see blood, who's blood gonna bleed?
You wanna be tough, you ain't tough in the ring,
If you're enough saddle up this is it.
The push and the pull.
The bull is in the pit, mother-f*cker.
GET UP!
GET UP!
Hair long as my thoughts I get off on a scream,
The lock on my jaw when I cough I can't breathe.
Choke on my word something I wanna speak,
Don't think, just sleep, bitch blood on the sheet.
This a f*cking rodeo, bitch you in a throw down
Get up.
Get up.
Cause bitch we finna get down.
Got a man down, get a man up,
Put your f*cking hands up,
This a f*cking rodeo, and bitch you're getting bucked!
Riding the tiger,
I'm fighting the tiger,
My hands are on fire from the heat that I spit.
The brand of desire that man must acquire is-
My bad...
The push and the shove.
I feel alive, are you ready to die, know no mercy.
Worship and cry, your sins are crimes, you don't survive on praying knees.
Get up in the pit bitch.
Get up in the pit bitch.
Bear down.
Bear down.
Be ready to die.
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Saddle up, getting bucked, you know you're in the cut.
I hope you got some luck, need a trick up the sleeve.
Mic in my hand, in it I scream.
Yeah call it my scream stick cause in it I scream shit.
The grill on this bitch she's got cum filled cavities,
The grill on this bitch she's burned at the stake.
Feeling flipped over I might rape a rapist.
I don't care for nothing, nothing can take this,
The push and the shove in the pit there's a danger,
The night is getting rough good luck going to sleep.
You're gonna get f*cked.
Get up off your knees.
You're gonna see blood, who's blood gonna bleed?
You wanna be tough, you ain't tough in the ring,
If you're enough saddle up this is it.
The push and the pull.
The bull is in the pit, mother-f*cker.
GET UP!
GET UP!
Hair long as my thoughts I get off on a scream,
The lock on my jaw when I cough I can't breathe.
Choke on my word something I wanna speak,
Don't think, just sleep, bitch blood on the sheet.
This a f*cking rodeo, bitch you in a throw down
Get up.
Get up.
Cause bitch we finna get down.
Got a man down, get a man up,
Put your f*cking hands up,
This a f*cking rodeo, and bitch you're getting bucked!
Riding the tiger,
I'm fighting the tiger,
My hands are on fire from the heat that I spit.
The brand of desire that man must acquire is-
My bad...
The push and the shove.
I feel alive, are you ready to die, know no mercy.
Worship and cry, your sins are crimes, you don't survive on praying knees.
Get up in the pit bitch.
Get up in the pit bitch.
Bear down.
Bear down.
Be ready to die.
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Writer: Dylan Torres
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