Gio Martini - D.E.A.D Lyrics

They told me I'll never make it cuz the shit I spit
Someone tell em their opinions match the f*cks I give
Everything I got I've taken true extortionist
Kill a career before it starts like an abortionist
Blowin up like IEDS who got the coordinates
Was born to be a boss can give a damn about subordinates
Rappers now are gettin famous for retarded shit
You talk about it needs to change when half a y'all supported it
Step 1 Burn down the label that recorded it
Step 2 you boy cott the ones endorsing it
Step 3 we discredit those who published it
Step 4 look up my music and you buy that shit
Ain't nobody here f*ckin wit my rhymin session
Hip hop vet you rookies need a cypher lesson
Swiss army Knife a lot of tools in my possession
On the mic I'm killin kids they call me contraceptive
I'm not famous but real Rappers know that I'm respected
I'm know I'm sick you think I'm wack then that's just your perspective
I'm not messin wit these freshman I piss perfection
It's 2020 undefeated like a trump election
F*ck the weak strong armin this shit like biceps,
Flows money finna switch the name to paychecks
Wack rappers are spreadin like an infection type
I'm here to cleanse the game like disinfectant wipes

Can someone tell these rappers who they f*ckin with
Can someone tell these labels that they missin out on this
Can someone tell these haters dog I'm built for this
I'm not the type to sell my soul for you to feel this shit
Can someone tell these rappers who they f*ckin with
Can someone tell these labels that they missin out on this
Can someone tell these haters dog I'm built for this
I'm not the type to sell my soul for you to feel this shit

Look up my name I'm next up and you can circle the shit
Assassin with a microphone, careers I murder with it
They call me James the flow sick you see how worthy it is
I'm like a Mack with 30 rounds I'll steph curry the clip
Tryna get this bread like mayonnaise, I'm on a rampage
Lookin for Nirvana, you found it I'm raps Kobaine
Every verse i write is flame it's like I'm spitting propane
Blowin up like octane, leavin me burnt like Hussein
On the edge like tapered necks hungry for paper checks
F*ckin clowns looking for smoke who want the vapor next
Got rid of fake friends and now my haters next
Read between the lines cuz your demise is wrote in hidden text
Just me don't need a stage name or rap persona
My flow is sick I'm goin viral like I got corona
Not a gangsta rapper, really just an angry loner
Like a surgeon but I turn enemies to organ Donors

Can someone tell these rappers who they f*ckin with
Can someone tell these labels that they missin out on this
Can someone tell these haters dog I'm built for this
I'm not the type to sell my soul for you to feel this shit
Can someone tell these rappers who they f*ckin with
Can someone tell these labels that they missin out on this
Can someone tell these haters dog I'm built for this
I'm not the type to sell my soul for you to feel this shit

These dudes Wit gangsters images but paid protection
This 45 that's on my hip is good in any section
Rap is in my blood like Whitney wit her crack injections
In Any battle killin rappers like a staff infection
Look in the mirror I see greatness that it's my reflection
The f*ck has happened to the game it's like it's in recession
F*ck the haters I feel blessed when my name is mentioned
Call me Picasso every song i makes an art collection
I'm not playing with these posers they not on my level
When it comes to spittin fire homie I am the devil
Ever since I can remember I was born a rebel
They tried to tell me to take it slow my foot was on the pedal
I can't stand the rappin game they f*ckin sentimental
Instead of Savin cash they blow it all jewelry rentals
Uncaged beast I told em im a lycan mix
If Eminem's the rap God then I'm a Titan bitch