deadtube.mov Lyrics

How you an artist who can't-can't

He can't flow on a beat

Fuckin his girl I take my ti-i-i

Yeah, we not the same

We don't combine

I'm making sur-sur-sur-sur-flatline

Taking yo bitch, now she all mine

(I'm the one...with POWER)

That boy tryna be me

How you an artist who can't rhyme

He can't flow on a beat

Fuckin his girl I take my time

Yeah, we not the same

We don't combine

I'm making sure that you flatline

Taking yo bitch now she all mine

Let me just switch this shit up

It's Xero...The Real One

Du-Du-Dump em in a lake

And now his parents cryin

Left him with no face

Funny how they know its me

But there ain't no case

Watch em stay perplexed

I left em with no trace

Hit em Three shots

I think I got his stomach bleeding

I'm no Son of Sparda but these triggers feeling demon

(This is the power of sparda)

Rob you for no reason

Leave you in the deep end

I'm the monster outside

Watch out bitch, I'm creepin

(Hey! come one! let me show you what i got!)

Yeah can't keep up the pace

That's why you're last place

I'll say it for your sake

You're a mistake

Yeah you mad cuz I'm a great and you're a lame

Let's keep your ignorance

I ain't say no names

I ain't say no names

Du-Du-Dump em in a lake

And now his parents cryin

Left him with no face

Funny how they know its me

But there ain't no case

Watch em stay perplexed

I left em with no trace-trace

Hit em-hit em-shots

I think I got his stomach bleeding

I'm no Son of Sparda but these triggers feeling demon

Rob you for no reason

Rob you for no reason

Rob you for no reason