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Dead Culture II Video (MV)




Performed By: Slaydoe
Length: 2:58
Written by: Brandon Priester




Slaydoe - Dead Culture II Lyrics




When I sit back and look at the culture
All I really see is a pack of vultures
Out here tryna eat better pack the cold cuts
Cuz they won't let you eat so you bag your on lunch
It happened so what they rather see you go bag the dope up they haven't woke up
Still sleeping like the weekend
We can keep reaching like they backed the door up
So the situation calls for innovation they get out of place like a dislocation
They just past the hate like it's in rotation
Time to make a move like relocating
Can't have no patience can't be no waiting
Chip on my shoulder like frito lay and ima keep on saying
That I've been awakened I done put my faith in opposite of satan
It's my father will so I guess I'm jaiden
My father will make sure I make it
I'm getting chills just when I think it
I'm sitting still but my heart is racing
Pencil me in they can't erase it
They some foul men and I think it's flagrant
Ima call up Kamm and tell him it's vacant
Ima call up Kamm and say
The game gotta hole bring down the whole empire
Fangs that'll show ain't that a whole vampire
Team on a roll ain't that the old same tires
We gotta goal game bout to go haywire
We bout to blow we bout to go way hire
Destined for gold and every song stay fire
And every song stay fire
And every song stay fire

Dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead it's dead
I said dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead

When I sit back and look at these rappers
All I really see is a bunch of actors
Better get to stepping like a bunch of cappa's
Flying on delta but you claim you an alpha
Aka that just don't match up
You just got passed up
You just won't catch up
I'm rapping for the passion on the back end I'll get that bag like I packed up
They will try to take it why you hesitating
Why you contemplating about heaven gates and if you mark the date I will be registrating
They can bring the beef and serve it on a plate and I'm the one that ate like my name Peyton Manning
Tryna make an escape from what you was planning
I ain't wearing a cape but I'm super man ish
Time to come save the day from a group of bandits
It's to satanic
I'm just saying and when I do they panic
The truth done vanished they done took advantage
Of the youth in the booth they not spitting the truth
The evil done grew cuz that's what ppl choose when they don't have a clue that it's consequential
Man it's true there's some proof in the fact that they shooting up schools
Call em maniacs but put yourself in there shoes
Maybe grew up in a broken home and confused
But they listen to music they feeling the tunes
When they locked in they room they just listen to you
And what else do you do besides tell them to shoot
And you wonder why shootings done shot through the roof
They just copying you but not what you do
Just what you say cuz we know it's not true

Dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead it's dead
I said dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead

Dead culture
I said dead culture
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When I sit back and look at the culture
All I really see is a pack of vultures
Out here tryna eat better pack the cold cuts
Cuz they won't let you eat so you bag your on lunch
It happened so what they rather see you go bag the dope up they haven't woke up
Still sleeping like the weekend
We can keep reaching like they backed the door up
So the situation calls for innovation they get out of place like a dislocation
They just past the hate like it's in rotation
Time to make a move like relocating
Can't have no patience can't be no waiting
Chip on my shoulder like frito lay and ima keep on saying
That I've been awakened I done put my faith in opposite of satan
It's my father will so I guess I'm jaiden
My father will make sure I make it
I'm getting chills just when I think it
I'm sitting still but my heart is racing
Pencil me in they can't erase it
They some foul men and I think it's flagrant
Ima call up Kamm and tell him it's vacant
Ima call up Kamm and say
The game gotta hole bring down the whole empire
Fangs that'll show ain't that a whole vampire
Team on a roll ain't that the old same tires
We gotta goal game bout to go haywire
We bout to blow we bout to go way hire
Destined for gold and every song stay fire
And every song stay fire
And every song stay fire

Dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead it's dead
I said dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead

When I sit back and look at these rappers
All I really see is a bunch of actors
Better get to stepping like a bunch of cappa's
Flying on delta but you claim you an alpha
Aka that just don't match up
You just got passed up
You just won't catch up
I'm rapping for the passion on the back end I'll get that bag like I packed up
They will try to take it why you hesitating
Why you contemplating about heaven gates and if you mark the date I will be registrating
They can bring the beef and serve it on a plate and I'm the one that ate like my name Peyton Manning
Tryna make an escape from what you was planning
I ain't wearing a cape but I'm super man ish
Time to come save the day from a group of bandits
It's to satanic
I'm just saying and when I do they panic
The truth done vanished they done took advantage
Of the youth in the booth they not spitting the truth
The evil done grew cuz that's what ppl choose when they don't have a clue that it's consequential
Man it's true there's some proof in the fact that they shooting up schools
Call em maniacs but put yourself in there shoes
Maybe grew up in a broken home and confused
But they listen to music they feeling the tunes
When they locked in they room they just listen to you
And what else do you do besides tell them to shoot
And you wonder why shootings done shot through the roof
They just copying you but not what you do
Just what you say cuz we know it's not true

Dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead it's dead
I said dead culture it's dead it's dead it's dead

Dead culture
I said dead culture
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Writer: Brandon Priester
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