Death Note (feat. indigomerkaba)

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Zach Byrne

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My rhyme pad is my Death Note
My manifesto
Swipe at them, let's go
Why? Because I said so
I don't do this for
The bread, dough
Checks, or a Benzo
Do it so my head copes
My rhyme pad is my Death Note
My manifesto
Swipe at them, let's go
Why? Because I said so
I don't do this for
The bread, dough
Checks, or a Benzo
Do it so my head copes
Step to the next show
On stage, with the best flow
I was born for this
From the get-go
Shine with a fresh glow
Tightly connect dope
Kill mics, write like
Light with a Death Note
Top-notch, not mistaken
Often faded
Blunt to the face
It's a must I blaze it
I ain't here to play games
like Operation
Doctor, patient
My gift my curse
I'm godforsaken
Not for Satan
Lots of naked sluts
Chocolate, Asian
Yeah, I got temptation
Tounge's a tasting
Lungs amazing
Coughing, wasted but
Head noise, got lots invading
Monster, spaceships
Out of this world
I'm lost misplaced in
My own dome, stuck in a rut
For fucking ages
Leave 'em shocked and shaking
Cut from the same
Cloth of greatness
Dr. Dre is
Sometimes, I can't take this shit
Guess I'm constipated
I love and hate it
Some day I'll tell Mum
I made it
And I cannot fake it
My dream's on the run
So I gun and chase it
Take a breather
Ain't no way you beat us
Can't defeat us
We the faster creatures
Past elite, just
Too far to reach us
On par with cheetahs
I laugh and eat you guys
I'm God-sent
Go and ask the preachers
What you think I write on
When I need a spark?
Killer like a python
When I speak my heart
Craft evil, Knievel
At my peak, at last
Pen and pad my therapy
Like a piece of art
My rhyme pad is my Death Note
My manifesto
Swipe at them, let's go
Why? Because I said so
I don't do this for
The bread, dough
Checks, or a Benzo
Do it so my head copes
Step to the next show
On stage, with the best flow
I was born for this
From the get-go
Shine with a fresh glow
Tightly connect dope
Kill mics, write like
Light with a Death Note
Long kiss goodnight
Brother, I'm writing death notes
I've been spitting petrol
Since an adolescent
Let's go
I don't need to get dough
I just need to vent bro
Because ever since I said my truth
I hear my story get cloned
Yeah, f*ck
So what you said, bro?
I'm doing 90 in a 40-zone
Looking for fucking dead blokes
Mind's crazy
It's been harder to
Write a rhyme lately
I just think back on my past
And how I'm hurting my lady
Damn, there ain't no talking it out
I came to kill shit
They ridiculed my formula how?
So, now
There ain't talking it out
It's on-site with these pussies
Steady talking me down
Yeah I've been stalking the town
Trying to get back to my rightful place
The throne is mine
F*ck this city
And it's spiteful ways
Lightning came and struck twice
Created fire, that's how I was made
Now I'm in Hell
Plotting on my escape
Hah, fuckhead
My rhyme pad is my Death Note
My manifesto
Swipe at them, let's go
Why? Because I said so
I don't do this for
The bread, dough
Checks, or a Benzo
Do it so my head copes
Step to the next show
On stage, with the best flow
I was born for this
From the get-go
Shine with a fresh glow
Tightly connect dope
Kill mics, write like
Light with a Death Note

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