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deadly alchemy - depth strida lyrics

[verse 1 depth strida]
rise slow
from the f*cking depth hoe
you ain’t hanging in no bando
i am scouting from a plateau
yous a b*tch ass that i dont know
laser guns han solo
she want the d*ck but no no
shes got friends at the po po

f*ck em up and lets go

f*ck a b*tch f*ck a price
your sh*t lacking f*cking spice
4k sh*t, want a knife
facing me equals face that knife

im so sick not your type
my flow grant the blind eyesight
omen fist, throw it quick
mishimas never losing b*tch

b*tch im on that kaiser sh*t
on that no one tighter sh*t
i listen to your music and i see
you never land a hit

yous a b*tch
you want cl!cks
b*tch i never needed that
foreign whip
driving quick
matt black like the batmans is

[verse 2 na$tii]
take a f*cking step back b*tch
current cases relations and it’s a wrap b*tch
money taking my pain away it’s a trap b*tch
broken faces they chasing what
they can’t have sh*t
got no patience this blade will
cut you in half quick

hitting blow not talking aramco
im going for the throat
i got her dripping how i’m gripping ho
got a problem
b*tch he better go
i’m oj with this sh*t
b*tch i ain’t stoppin
till he hit th flo

my mouth is f*cking is bitter from
the tabs but i ain’t tripping
got him tied up on racks
these puncture wounds
are from the piston
animals we living em missing
ethanol poured on my rag
i been radical
the weatherman
will make a forecast

broken we smoking
abundant dust up in the alleyway
a ways away the choking
on potions they gonna sell today
lile no decay the sh*t i been writing
don’t got a half life
your whole career a f*cking disaster
not talking half pipe
down little b*tch why you speaking
shut the f*ck up
bow or everybody you know will be
in a dump truck
how the f*ck you came from the bottom
ain’t see a beg bug
i’m terrorizing painting your balcony
up with lead slugs

[verse 3 istasha]
reach that gray clock
gone
f*ck a wake up
lost in the shade
drop palls
and they’re pitch black

cropped interface
have em missing from i’m vision
i’m running that clinic sh*t
down in the ground
and got no patients

got
all black veils
brought back
from the tar pit
trails
drop down
into
hatches

strapping it back
when i’m getting got
just a matter of fact
i’m just not
stepping my feet into gardens
i’m hardly another to reach up out of the
black stretch

all black pat
when i trace
them out
my ac*130 will write your name

turning back
unwrap
all the same
when i act
out shadowrun over them
clipping maps
when i’m clipping their caps

- depth strida lyrics

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