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space junk galaxy - dante? (artist) lyrics

[intro: lil lex]
dante? just hit me up, bruh
this sh*t go hard, we spittin’ on here
i’ll let him go first
let’s get it

[verse 1: dante? & lil lex]
hop on a mpc, murder the beat
like you the enemy, you are dead to me
if you really wanna see the end of me
we can handle it in the streets
got a couple of dawgs stomp you out with cleats
honestly, i’m just kiddin’
but i could tell that you’re fibbin’
dante? on production, walk inside the function
and i turn tables like a conjunction
no feature if i don’t respect you
i could do it, kung fu, now i produced this whole album
never give up no matter what the outcome
if i flop, we come back harder with the next drop
aimin’ for the top, haters prayin’ that we stop
if i do great, they still find a way to hate (yeah)
the art matters, wonder what they gotta rate (perfect!)

[verse 2: slikadaice & lil lex]
i been fly but sh*t get crazy like a ruffle of feathers
f*ckin’ on your b*tch, i won’t cum quick, so we gon’ cum together
then she knows to leave right away ’cause ain’t nothin’ special
always stayin’ tough, even when sh*t hard like a clump of leather (ah)
everything, it ain’t what it seems, nah, it ain’t fundamental
inside the mind of you lyrical g*niuses
we can cook up the beef, talkin’ like he not sh*t
they gon’ hate, we gon’ give ’em they fate, that is the reasoning
if i say what they say, y’all wouldn’t believe in it
dante?’s verse surprised me, no eliantte
they gon’ try ‘n’ talk different but i all i hear is bilang’
any rapper talkin’ sh*t, i’ma make a hit, yeah, i’ma violate, annihilate
b*tch, you gon’ die ’cause yo’ vibe a hate (yeah)
think you better watch, better dilate
what is the time? time to rise, elevate
mix up the things they gon’ drink, lyrical lemonade
they gon’ dance when i die, spiritual renegade (duh*duh*duh*duh)
[verse 3: lil lex]
yeah, spiritual renegade, pay for a food at the dinner plate
he’s throwin’ hands? he finna go catch a case
she throw it up, she know she a renegade
yeah, but i ain’t no raider
he catchin’ fades but i ain’t no fader
i got all the money, i’m finna go cater
yo’ life is mine, just call me, “life saver”
i hit her with force so i’m usin’ the ‘saber
covered in black just like darth vader
i am the alpha and you is the beta
recordin’ this song and got lots of data
she smell on the date so i rate her 3/10 for the favor
she eatin’ it up, full throttle
her coochie is red like tomato
this p*ssy won’t see no tomorrow
you know slika? he come with paper, yeah

[segue: diizii]
and don’t think i forgot about lex
b*tch, we actiive, you know it, we poppin’ them checks
put the blade to your muh’f*ckin’ neck, that’s a bet
what? what?

[verse 4: magician g]
i’ma give you one chance to walk away like a small offer
yeah, b*tch, i ain’t playin’ games, show all of ’em
if they got the b*lls to question me like the wall, bruh
drop ’em all like a disconnected call, bruh
i’m a fire*spittin’ god at the podium. like a burning church, i’ll never fall altered
got the drive, get my numbers dashin’ boards like i’m paul walker
if i am crackin’ down on you like an earthquake, then i hope you know that it’s your fault, bruh
when you on a beat, yeah, b*tch, you all talk, yeah (yeah, what? all talk, all talk)
no sp*ce for your junk like the cypher’s title
hate all you want, can’t write like i do
blamin’ a bunch of the whitest idols
shady and company, the angels
say i’m the one for quite a while
stayin’ the one, i quiet rivals
[verse 5: diizii]
shh, shh, shh, call me lil’ diizii
’cause i got her spinnin’ in circles whenever she with me (phew)
i’m checkin’ my dm, bro, yo’ b*tch tried to hit me
lil’ diizii carry them extendos, shh (what?), now my new name is ‘xtendiizii
and i’m drunk in love like the name of my tape
b*tch, don’t go the wrong way or you’ll f*ck with dante?
or i’ll f*ck with yo’ b*tch, i’m inside her all day, i’m inside her all night
i’m steppin’ with metal, no muh’f*ckin’ knight
slik’ in this b*tch, slikndiiz, b*tch, that’s right
don’t f*ck with magician g, play your cards right
and don’t think i forgot about lex
b*tch, we actiive, you know it, we poppin’ them checks
put the blade to your muh’f*ckin’ neck, that’s a bet
hol’on (what?), hol’on (what?)
infinity gauntlet, b*tch, i feel like thanos, the way i be rockin’ these stones
with the way i be k!llin’ half of you youngin’s, y’all finna be nothin’ but bones
my b*tch; she bad to the bone, b*tch, stop hittin’ my phone
lower your muh’f*ckin’ tone, you youngin’s some muh’f*ckin’ clones

[outro: diizii]
yeah, huh!

- dante artist lyrics

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