MANHUNT

By Depth Strida

Released on April 10, 2021

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[Intro: DEPTH STRIDA]

Run around the corner, slice the bowie like a whiplash

Reload on a big mag, he must run in zig zag

Ayyo, what's up? Hello?

Hello, someone there?

AKVRI

Hello?


[Verse 1: DEPTH STRIDA]

Grippin' on my M4 and I'm running from the opps, ayy

I don't think they noticed me

MERCENARIES on my jacket, time to step my game up

I ran out of bad luck

Switching to the Pellington, I'm 'boutta hit a headshot

My body armor cracked up

Ambush from the tunnels and I see Akari scoping

Fuck for what you hoping

I show him what the Glockie do, fuck, like I'm on a manhunt

I snap with my fingers and on his head appears a red dot

I let a fucker fly, call it Wingardium Leviosa

You call it a battleship, I tell you that's my Rover

Oh, what a punchline, go hard like I'm Rammstein

Say I wanna kill you and you tell me that's a bad rhyme

Fuck all what you saying, man, no one wanna hear that

Kick him out the chopper, bitch is getting pierced, big gat

Tell him he will never win, big facts

Commit on a murder sin, black vest

Split his head, skull crack

Run around the corner, slice the bowie like a whiplash

Reload on a big mag, he must run in zig zag


[Verse 2: LORD DISTORTION]

Huffin' on the gas can, whip around a corner, boy, we sieging

Call it Kapkan, that pussy on his last stand

Dot up on his temple make his vessel take the last breath

Leave him in the past tense, bitter 'til his last breath

Bitch, you fucking break down, bringing all the hate out

Let up off that trigger, bitch, and hit him like a Greyhound

Clip him off the minute that he slipping any day now

Coming with the terror, that boy 'boutta have a breakdown

Bitch boy better walk up with a pole or he get dropped off

Smoking meth, I get my cock sucked, by a bitch like she got lockjaw

Off that gas we topped up, have a stroke from all them substances

They seeing that I'm crushing and I'm finna knock their block off

Most these rappers own no guns but, boy, I really do, fuck

Really been depressive, I'm not really in the mood, fuck

All this fucking dirt has got me paranoid as all fuck

Catch me on the radar 'til I'm finished and I'm all done