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Trapazoid (feat. Posij)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dope D.O.D.
Dope D.O.D.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Post
Frank Post
Composer
Mark Van Dijk
Mark Van Dijk
Songwriter
Frank Boersma
Frank Boersma
Songwriter
Jannes Lelieveld
Jannes Lelieveld
Songwriter

Lyrics

We ride or die, I wonder why they think I'm kiddin' I don't lie, this shit was written, so I'm nice That's everytime I grab a mic, uh My spike shine I could puncture, poke your pine Rapping monster, sick your spine do this for commend I drew the borderline again, hella bad the Devil laughs Passing me a Heineken, shadow cast my mellow half Ain't no wining and dining, ain't no 9 to 5in' Yellow tabs, hella ass, hiphop got me grindin' Spit that rapid fire flow Then ride till the motherfucking tires blow Life full of drama I gotta strike the globe Slice your aura with the fatal blow Credits grow, minutes end, head expolde - Finish Him! A heavy dose of D.O.D. will relapse, rehab plenty comb What goes around, comes around You don't need to give me props I'm known around the globe around This ain't no beginners luck The firefighter fightin' the fire with fire Desire of a tiger, eye for an eye assiah D.O.D. alive, and niggas wonder why Niggas wanna try, these niggas gettin' fry Eye for an eye, yo we ride til we die for this shit Eye for an eye, ride til we die. go It's the Rotten, Dope D.O.D. for life Rotten 24/7, the ambient, let's get it It's eye for an eye til the day we die So much dope it's hard to come by Rise the price [?] gold and sunshine Fuck the bars man, they can flatline [?] and we're out to get it Run with the homies, stay athletic Your style's plastic, synthetic Your card declined, no credit, pathetic Up to the sky in the way we go Connect the system and overflow Used to be Dope kid, way too grown Still we get stupid on the microphone Well known, we stay persistent Well gifted, end your existence Ain't no resistance, missed it Gone in the distance, Rotten did it You ain't ready for apocalypse Wrote it down but lost the script The doomsday prepper who jump the ship Noah lived my life at this We ride to die like terrorist And lurk around your premises Send some clear messages That you can't never mess with us D.O.D. alive, and niggas wonder why Niggas wanna try, these niggas gettin' fry Eye for an eye, yo we ride til we die for this shit Eye for an eye, ride til we die. go!
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