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no sheets - dagha lyrics

[verse: dagha]
it’s the dominator
the decomposer, dark reaction
i digest and break down sound with satisfaction
secretions discharge while ions charge
i photosynthesize to camouflage
mirage like peace
release speech to slay beasts
from jungle to streets over dj real beats
it’s the innovator
the industry inflator
concept creator, keep it round like equator
from past and future, call cadence and salute the
soldiers and all warriors of the battle
let’s dethrone de-saddle
i bring ‘em to the bas-m-nt
if it ain’t rejuvenation it’s replacement
from the manufacturer, the hip-hop hypnotist
chancellor slash music -n-lyst
couldn’t handle this
when kinetic energy’s displayed
get knocked off the edge like soul blade, you’re played

[hook: dagha]
i spit, i gut, i bust
i fuss much and such
i touch mics despite the hype…
i write, i speak
i freak beats unique with no sheets
i seeks, i saw
and came back raw

[verse: dagha]
the god’s raw
i eat hammers and spit sh-lls
i’m hardcore…
but won’t touch fish without the scales
for an encore…
i’ll flip mad coins, heads and tails
invest seed money without exaggerating sales
like fat beats…
my rap sheets make more ciphers than track meets
and rides on all terrains like black jeeps
i…
guzzle water and p-ss out wine
barrel right between the eyes you blink you’ll miss one rhyme
make richard gonahangya feel the heat through organized crime
you can’t copyright my culture vultures this on time
i’m like a double-edged ginsu
gut and slaughter utensil
family friends and kinfolk i plug ‘em like dimples
playboy rappers do videos in their swimsuits
monthly emcee menstruals wasting hot instrumentals
king of hills and castles explode to shrapnel
tying knots in l-ssos hanging all the -ssholes
blast those past those, black medina m-ss flows
deadly attack dagha on the track to smash foes

[hook: dagha]
i spit, i gut, i bust
i fuss much and such
i touch mics despite the hype…
i write, i speak
i freak beats unique with no sheets
i seeks, i saw
and came back raw
i spit, i gut, i bust
i fuss much and such
i touch mics despite the hype…
i write, i speak
i freak beats unique with no sheets
i seeks, i saw
and came back raw

- dagha lyrics

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