Sound Like Death by 954mari Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, lets get it, lets get it, lets get it, bitch

[Hook]
Why this shit sound like... (Why this shit sound like...)
Why this shit sound like death
How this shit sound like... (How this shit sound like...)
How this shit sound like death
Don't this shit sound like... (Don't this shit sound like...)
Don't this shit sound like death
You know that shit sound like... (You know that shit sound like...)
Know this shit sound like death!
Lost in the sauce, nevermind my step
Drum finna knock and it sound like death!
Scared of the thoughts inside my head
Heart finna throb and it sound like death!
Fear and the doubt, get it out my head
Talk to my thoughts and it sound like dеath!
Fear and the doubt get it out my hеad
Talk to my thoughts and it sound like death!
[Verse]
Dead Man walking! (Talk)
Dead Man talking, you speaking your eulogy
Deads in my pockets, they itching to kill for
I got the kel tec muffled like lil' boat
Don't got no motion and you bitches still broke
Pedal to the metal, I been stepping with the steel toes
Brush with death at the pad, no brillo
Red at the table like Jada and Willow
Bro tryna turn on me?
Get turned to a pack
All 12 know he turned up missing (Yup)
Left right down in a ditch and his grave full of piss
With a couple of the burnt up chitlins (Bitch)
Jit hit a couple of the Brinks on the rich side
How many licks got 'em rolled up quickest?
Ya'll know dude had to grow up on the flip side
Why would you think he would turn up different?
I'm not in need of your greedy spirit
I seen your true colors, and you twisted
Y'all sequence full of sequins
Brodie, I be seeing through your beedy vision
Now you stuck hating when you see me winning
Stuck with your circle, you CD spinning
Making rotten fruit when you branching off
'Cause your trust rooted in some seedy villains (Facts)
When the Reaper come he don't care if you in a mansion
Or you hurt in the trenches (Talk)
I ain't never been a perfect person
But I'm usually working for my personal interest
Throw away kinship, working on kingship
I'm royal flush, you stuck with triplets
Birds of a feather be flocking together
I'm past that collar work, above that wingtip
[Hook]
Lost in the sauce, nevermind my step
Drum finna knock and it sound like death!
Scared of the thoughts inside my head
Heart finna throb and it sound like death!
Fear and the doubt, get it out my head
Talk to my thoughts and it sound like death!
Don't this shit sound like...
Don't this shit sound like death

[Verse:2]
The rappers who did it before better people than me
And I'm not gon' cap 'cause I'm not putting on none of y'all
Jit better stay where the fuck ya'll at
Twitter annoying me, do him like embroidery
Peep that thread, then I spun that cap
Last shot wins, tell 'em run that back
Gut turned in, better pump that pat
They trash you on the scene, then try to ask you for a feat
Then try to get in with yo friends
That shit is laughable to me
Bro tryna test, so I'm busting his bubble
It didn't seem passable to me (For real)
Upping the grade and I move like jujutsu
A whole different class is on the scene
Talk!
[Hook]
Lost in the sauce, nevermind my step
Drum finna knock and it sound like death!
Scared of the thoughts inside my head
Heart finna throb and it sound like death!
Fear and the doubt, get it out my head
Talk to my thoughts and it sound like death!
Don't this shit sound like...
Don't this shit sound like death