Kamikaze on the beat!
DA really my blood
Us against y'all that's a dub
(Why, what the f*ck)
Cause the rest of y'all pretty suck
Me and bros tryna stack these figures
Everyone your dawg that's a pet peeve nigga
Who the hottest out we the first round draft pick
Keep talking slick well you might get your ass kicked
Kami good with beats like he Dre
Money coming and there's no delay
Play with it and better pray
Cause I'll rock a fella your boy here Jay
Now everybody wants to rap now everyone from the hood
Now everybody is 2pac
Till they ass get caught with Suge
Yeah I'm from that city
Where they get the strap like they 50
And they'll leave you red like you trippy
Im bout my hustle like nipsey
And I'm making moves like I'm Shiggy
DA really my blood like suwoop
Bird bitches pull up to the coop
And we still gonna ball with no hoop
And I give bitches wood like I'm Groot
Deadly Alliance the modern day patriots
Cause we just keep winning I know that y'all hatin it
We the best nigga there is no debating it
Is this album or is it just greatest hits
YOUNG NIGGA HOP IN A COUP
HANGING OUT THE SUNROOF
SWERVIN UP AVENUES
TELL YA BITCH WHAT IT DO
And I be the chief in command, I just be running these bands
Bitches know that I'm the man, This that deadman chant
First off, all y'all better run along
Don't none of you want it with Saulomon
You better not test the phenomenon
Ima vagabond
I be the ONE, with momentum, best believe I keep the stick in my denims
Let's go get em, gotta go rid em
These lyrical bullets be laced with some venom
I be racking comma after comma
I be f*cking different babymamas
I drip in the booth while spitting my youth a nigga hotter than sauna
And my bitch bad, prima donna
And she never bringing any drama
You already know, She getting stroked
When Im blowing smoke in pajamas
Im at the point in time where I could careless bout a hater
Just roll my weed, i smoke in peace inhaling different vapors
Cause I ain't tripping mind my business chasing all this paper
Im self-made out Dade County based aint handing out no favors
Kamikaze - Deadmans Chant (feat. Dylan Hall & Saulomon Grundy) Lyrics
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Kamikaze on the beat!
DA really my blood
Us against y'all that's a dub
(Why, what the f*ck)
Cause the rest of y'all pretty suck
Me and bros tryna stack these figures
Everyone your dawg that's a pet peeve nigga
Who the hottest out we the first round draft pick
Keep talking slick well you might get your ass kicked
Kami good with beats like he Dre
Money coming and there's no delay
Play with it and better pray
Cause I'll rock a fella your boy here Jay
Now everybody wants to rap now everyone from the hood
Now everybody is 2pac
Till they ass get caught with Suge
Yeah I'm from that city
Where they get the strap like they 50
And they'll leave you red like you trippy
Im bout my hustle like nipsey
And I'm making moves like I'm Shiggy
DA really my blood like suwoop
Bird bitches pull up to the coop
And we still gonna ball with no hoop
And I give bitches wood like I'm Groot
Deadly Alliance the modern day patriots
Cause we just keep winning I know that y'all hatin it
We the best nigga there is no debating it
Is this album or is it just greatest hits
YOUNG NIGGA HOP IN A COUP
HANGING OUT THE SUNROOF
SWERVIN UP AVENUES
TELL YA BITCH WHAT IT DO
And I be the chief in command, I just be running these bands
Bitches know that I'm the man, This that deadman chant
First off, all y'all better run along
Don't none of you want it with Saulomon
You better not test the phenomenon
Ima vagabond
I be the ONE, with momentum, best believe I keep the stick in my denims
Let's go get em, gotta go rid em
These lyrical bullets be laced with some venom
I be racking comma after comma
I be f*cking different babymamas
I drip in the booth while spitting my youth a nigga hotter than sauna
And my bitch bad, prima donna
And she never bringing any drama
You already know, She getting stroked
When Im blowing smoke in pajamas
Im at the point in time where I could careless bout a hater
Just roll my weed, i smoke in peace inhaling different vapors
Cause I ain't tripping mind my business chasing all this paper
Im self-made out Dade County based aint handing out no favors
DA really my blood
Us against y'all that's a dub
(Why, what the f*ck)
Cause the rest of y'all pretty suck
Me and bros tryna stack these figures
Everyone your dawg that's a pet peeve nigga
Who the hottest out we the first round draft pick
Keep talking slick well you might get your ass kicked
Kami good with beats like he Dre
Money coming and there's no delay
Play with it and better pray
Cause I'll rock a fella your boy here Jay
Now everybody wants to rap now everyone from the hood
Now everybody is 2pac
Till they ass get caught with Suge
Yeah I'm from that city
Where they get the strap like they 50
And they'll leave you red like you trippy
Im bout my hustle like nipsey
And I'm making moves like I'm Shiggy
DA really my blood like suwoop
Bird bitches pull up to the coop
And we still gonna ball with no hoop
And I give bitches wood like I'm Groot
Deadly Alliance the modern day patriots
Cause we just keep winning I know that y'all hatin it
We the best nigga there is no debating it
Is this album or is it just greatest hits
YOUNG NIGGA HOP IN A COUP
HANGING OUT THE SUNROOF
SWERVIN UP AVENUES
TELL YA BITCH WHAT IT DO
And I be the chief in command, I just be running these bands
Bitches know that I'm the man, This that deadman chant
First off, all y'all better run along
Don't none of you want it with Saulomon
You better not test the phenomenon
Ima vagabond
I be the ONE, with momentum, best believe I keep the stick in my denims
Let's go get em, gotta go rid em
These lyrical bullets be laced with some venom
I be racking comma after comma
I be f*cking different babymamas
I drip in the booth while spitting my youth a nigga hotter than sauna
And my bitch bad, prima donna
And she never bringing any drama
You already know, She getting stroked
When Im blowing smoke in pajamas
Im at the point in time where I could careless bout a hater
Just roll my weed, i smoke in peace inhaling different vapors
Cause I ain't tripping mind my business chasing all this paper
Im self-made out Dade County based aint handing out no favors
Writer: Dylan Hall, Saul Jean
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