Death Grip

By Farnaum

Released on August 9, 2018

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{Verse 1}

My words resemble a dead letter

The comments on the misled replica of truth

That better be known a day

The fetter is thrown away

They bet on your bones, you pay

But its gettin' wickeder

Cause the bettor is sittin' on top of the throne today

(Maybe)

I'm just sick in the brain

Constrained to say the pain has driven me insane

A stray who claims the truth is outta the frame

I'm outta the grave

Beyond the damned flesh

And Beyond the damned lane

Break me behind the bars of jail to tame me

But remember the aim

I pray to pay cause i'm willin' to stay

The game is a carnage on the way to take victims

But i'm willin' to play

Takin' the blame

I sever the chains

No runnin' away

Don't ask about my popularity

I'm mentally ill there is no possibility

For you get ahead in this

Rap ain't a fuckin' manifest

I spit flames and you are distressed

Cause you missed this

I got the gift but it ain't no Christmas

I murder the beat

And i ain't afraid to leave a witness

In the darkness i'm carcass lookin' for a damn harvest

I Spit flawless and its a contest

I wreck any newjack's nest and i got a list

Voice of the wild west, pure, unprocessed

I'm an artist who the game made heartless

When i'm on the beat nigga rap is my quest

Not anarchist but lookin' for a movement

Good spatial awareness

To see room for improvement

I got the blueprints


[Chorus]

Precise like darts

In this type of art

They don't give a fuck

If i'm mentally smart

My intention deep in the heart

From the moment of start

Was savin' the game like a memory card

Cause its fallin' apart

Fuck whats in the chart

We're gamblin' without shuffling cards

You Departed hip-hop cause you mumblin' son


[Verse2]

Im a little bit crazy and that ain't a though call

I search for my sanity

And ya'll be prayin' on my downfall

Pitch black night, i'm a motherfuckin' star

I'm dreamin' a demon who's bringin' me here

When i'm spittin' the lyrics he is typically near

Distractin' me

With an action worse that appearin' deep and severe

Draggin' me back in the holes of my soul consumin' my fear

Tellin' me, that i see rap as a fuckin' career

(but I can't swallow)

I'm spittin' so fast in this highway

Not even in a high gear

I travel in lightyears

You ain't got a fight here

Cause you might dare to fight fare

But i'm a fuckin' spear aimed at your nightmares

My type is

A man capable of killin' you slow

Enough of the clowns enough of the show

Makin' the zone, rhythm and flow glow

A man with infinite data

Who takes you to mars to compete with Nasa

When i'm done with this, there more after

Keep tellin' me for a perfect life you don't have to...

But i have to

Drown the demons when i'm at risk

Back to breathin' the air of madness

The fact is can i pack this skill with how i feel

Will I Be

Who i wanna be and see what i wanna see ?


[Chorus]

Precise like darts

In this type of art

They don't give a fuck

If i'm mentally smart

My intention deep in the heart

From the moment of start

Was savin' the game like a memory card

Cause its fallin' apart

Fuck whats in the chart

We're gamblin' without shuffling cards

You Departed hip-hop cause you mumblin' son