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Irish Goodbye

by YUNG DMIZE

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Yo listen I'm spittin undisputed truth for ya My pen spit like a hot .22 through ya Only tellin you one time nicely so tread lightly Lyrically blowin your face off like Walter White G And I can't be stopped Flow so lethal like I'm rippin through the vest of a cop You get dropped Victor Crowley Hatchet like a blast from the ratchet you get chopped And tossed til you six feet deep Sinkin screamin when I throw cement blocks on your feet you get beat Like a runner up you can't compete You not as nice on the beat though, you know my steelo Stay collectin rings like a Lakers three peat yo Y'all mothafuckas sicken me addicted to sippin on lean habitually Them opiates be fuckin with you subliminally like Suicidal Tendencies On my Swave shit, six million ways to die you chose me I'm undisputed in the booth like execution with truth Mothafuckas is playin like I ain't down to shoot Violence for a reason, artificial breathin Leavin suckas with holes in they heads when the trigger squeezin Flood the block with bloated bodies like a tsunami With the Metal Gear I'm solid killin snakes like Konami We could set it off I suggest you enlist an army You could never harm me check your chest if you runnin up on me Forced overdose cut up your coke with fentanyl '83 Metallica Hit the Lights and I Kill Em All Rhymin rougher than knuckles to abdominal walls With the sedative flow, like poppin Methocarbamol I'm like a Venomous strike when I bounce on a track Destroyin cells in your body paralytic way that I rap I ain't takin it back Anything that ever was said Callin your favorite rapper wack and then I smack em in the back of his head I said what I said, you better believe that I mean it Launder cash faster than runnin illegal cleaners ain't shit to me Felonious activities homie scumbag epitome Runnin your city streets nothin restrictin me I'm undisputed in the booth like execution with truth Mothafuckas is playin like I ain't down to shoot Violence for a reason, artificial breathin Leavin suckas with holes in they heads when the trigger squeezin
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Ayo I pull off reckless Minimal stress in a stolen Lexus Leave you breathless like takin punches to your solar plexus Call my shooters, they eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast Camo’d out leavin you guessin where we got the Smith n Wesson Look, cause I ain’t talkin no more Suited up guns and ammo and I’m ready for war Down in the bottom of the ninth so ima even the score Teachin lessons with weapons fuck I need humanity for When it rains and it pours, mothafuckas head for the door Livin life by the gun so I can’t die by the sword Keep talkin wild fam and ima flatten you and your mans Bound and gagged tossed into the back of unmarked vans ruined your plans Cause I’m the mothafuckin antihero Smashin your fingers cheaters justice call me Dinero Comparin you to me is like converting Dollars to Euros The brand be stronger than brandishing handguns Desus and Mero Bow down fuckas it's the untouchable Never sellin out our blood's incorruptible Underground hustlas rhyme driven smugglers If I could travel back in time you'd been smothered Could get you robbed stabbed or shot whether or not the tone changed 20k for the hit I said let’s get it that’s chump change Hollows got your dome smokin ripped open at close range Yellin pull off, dumpin the burner before it cool off I’m similar to ammunition for a couple reasons I’m either leavin you dead or just fatally bleeding Courage is subjective til they see me it’s fleeting Diaz vs Daley homie now you taking this beating Gotchu facing the ceiling if you at my table you eating Yo I keep my circle small so it’s limited seatin Ain’t no room for snakes in the grass it’s harvesting season And I’m cuttin out your tongue if you speakin the treason Execution through retribution now you under the mud Your family left homeless yo that’s corruption of blood One in the belly Brandon Lee none of these bullets is duds Whole click fulla bitches you a lame and a dub pussy Bow down fuckas it's the untouchable Never sellin out our blood's incorruptible Underground hustlas rhyme driven smugglers If I could travel back in time you'd been smothered
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released March 16, 2020

Produced by C-Lance
Mixed and mastered by PF Cuttin

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