Текст песни Dead Dragon - Xavier Wulf
Nowadays
they
always
switch
the
subject
to
some
stupid
shit
Now
you
see
me
ticked
and
pissed
I'm
trippin'
I
can't
handle
it
Every
time
you
see
me
eyes
lower
than
a
dead
man
Red
dragon
Wulf
tangled
up
into
a
hellish
rant
King
Ice
Cobra
Fang
Style,
fuck
your
forty-tech
Leave
it
up
to
me
I
leave
'em
twisted,
where
you
see
'em
at
I
don't
give
no
fuck
about
you
punk
bitches,
never
that
Trying
to
sneak
on
me
you
ain't
focused
nigga
watch
your
back
Pull
up
too
quick
split
you
open
then
I
crawl
back
Diamond
tears
came
dark
red
due
to
the
blood
shed
Pull
up
to
the
ark,
blades
glisten
in
the
pitch
dark
Built
my
whole
career
getting
faded
with
a
pitchfork
I
don't
give
no
fuck
bout
none
of
you
niggas
it
go
either
or
People
tried
to
play
the
game
with
me
but
I
got
better
scores
Thunder
Crow
Wulf
Claw
Style
now
you
see
me
soar
Niggas
acting
shady
give
no
fuck,
play
me
I'll
leave
'em
sore
Bitch
I'm
finna
cop
the
Celsior,
switch
to
sui
doors
We
ain't
from
The
Pack
but
we
really
ride
them
scrapers
boy
Hit
the
curb
slow
at
a
angle
yeah,
that
a
boy
Static
bags,
whatever
we
rocking
nigga
we
enjoy
Pull
off
from
the
clique
blunt
burning
in
the
moonlight
I
knew
I
was
right
left
that
girl
and
had
a
better
night
She
said,
"So
you
single?"
I
said,
"Bingo
bitch
you
damn
right"
Now
you
see
me
fading
smoking
waiting
for
my
next
fight
You
bitch
1 Uncle Wulf Ruckus
2 Cage Boy
3 Wulf Rage
4 Dead Dragon
5 Call Missed
6 Polish and Shine
7 Word to the Rookie
8 Earn Yo Keep
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