MANIAC

By Depth Strida

Released on October 15, 2018

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[Verse 1: APACHE]

I got that scope on my AR

Fast like a jaguar

Opps on my radar

Thrash like slayer

Vest made of Kevlar

You a waste of space bra

Jacket out of leather

Looking like a beggar

Murder is my only thought

Hit you with the killshot

Get some rope and tie a knot

Then I fuck another thot

'Cause I'm a fucking maniac

Aiming at your fucking neck

Shooting mags out of my tec

Then I'm balling like I'm sheck

My weapons biotech

Sipping triple sec

Don't give a fuck bout gangs aye

My weapons biotech

Sipping triple sec

Don't give a fuck bout gangs aye


[Verse 2: DEPTH STRIDA]

Omen thunder God Fist

Devil gene my blood i'm toxic

Swinging lightnings through the sonic

Mishimas are catastrophic

Death is lurkin' in the shadows

I feel like I decompose

Bury me like pharaohs

I'm a god you are too close

Stridin' thru depths i'm the man ay

Bruisin' the bitches to death ay

Put you to sleep like some xans ay

Bury you next to your friends ay

Bitch I still feel like Apache

I got shooters they go nasty

For a coin to feed their family

So they rip your spine casually

20 clips run a ralley

Drill your head paint the valley

Our quest - mercenaries

K9 by my side

War dogs off the leash

Your life on the line

No odds for prestige

K9 by my side

War dogs off the leash

Your life on the line

No odds for prestige