deities of def - pegz lyrics
[verse 1]
i know you woulda liked a song that made booties shake
cuties on the floor like cougars on the shootin’ range
groupies on stage doin’, yay, like who’s to blame
keep the bazooka aimed at judge judy face
it’s obese, movin’ weight like ruby hunter
i was named after a motherf-ckin’ doobie brother
i got the funk like hoochie mamas in a beauty parlour
diggin’ for a roach in the vortex of coogie jumpers
systematically bringin’ anarchy back
kid black-on-black, the king’s academy graduate
established back when the lyrics had to be cl-ssic
rappers would steal cars and drink the battery acid
nice girl, fight girls brutally honest
like beautiful boxers after too many vodkas
we grew dreadlocks and smoked too many
and i got no regrets at the youth that we squandered
[chorus]
deities of death, death, death, death
death, death, death, death
death
and never let your memory die
death, death, death, death
death, death, death, death
real recognise, real recognise
and never let your memory die
[verse 2]
couple of bottles later and the ladies are perfect
everywhere we go, we’re like deities worshipped
break dancin’ to somethin’ vaguely disturbin’
like george bush and the eighties resurgence
maybe, one day, you can say that it’s worth it
when the cribs paid off and mercedes is purchased
“bullsh-t!” murder tracks, stay subversive
put your homies up and celebrating the person
spill a little bit on the curb, a little bit on my shirt
a little bit on the desk when i’m sitting at work
“what’s tomorrow?” tighter than tyson and custamado
flyin’ above the clouds, survivin’ on cups of milo
ghetto boys for life, drivin’ amongst the five-o
she put my nuts in her mouth and started humming the high notes
[chorus]
deities of death, death, death, death
death, death, death, death
death
and never let your memory die
death, death, death, death
death, death, death, death
real recognise, real recognise
and never let your memory die
[verse 3]
mind of a lunatic, fightin’ a champion pugilist
for a bike courier’s slice of the planet’s nucleus
in my own world like a psychosomatic uterus
spittin’ the raw sh-t, inspired by rappers doin’ this
mentored from trench town to crenshaw
in new york, studied under large professor
and celebrating with friends on the day of the dead
doin’ lines off the ouija board sayin’ a prayer
“i’m f-cked up!” talkin’ to ghosts, payin’ respect
making the girls say “uh-uh, you ain’t taking it there”
nothin’ compares to the few moments we live
you were always there when i was going through sh-t
got ya name on my arm, photo on the fridge
twenty years of memories, a stolen gift
“this ain’t a typical song for somebody you’ve lost
physically gone but i can still hear you laugh
[chorus]
deities of death, death, death, death
death, death, death, death
death
and never let your memory die
death, death, death, death
death, death, death, death
real recognise, real recognise
and never let your memory die
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