Dead Pool by Tha God Fahim Lyrics

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"Praised be the Lord"

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Dead Pool”

• Produced: Camoflauge Monk
• Written: Camoflauge Monk, Tha God Fahim
• Release Date: May 24, 2017

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Dead Pool” Released in 2017

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[Intro: sample]

"Praised be the Lord"

[Verse: Tha God Fahim]

I go to war when ever necessary
You gon' need a gun and vest to marry—we carry, you secondary (Tz'azazaza'zah!)
Gold fiber, green cover, deep cover
The MAC-11 comes solar-powered—repeat, brother (B'rrrrrrrrrrrtt!)
I'm only fuckin' with elite supper
Suffer; Tha Dark Shogunn in that ass like—(In that ass, nigga)
You baby-rash ass-wipe, you the scary type
Don't-normally-carry type, sleep with the MAC in these scary nights (Pop-p'pop-p'pop!)
My nigga Sunset got that killer
Gorilla—got me stoned like the five pillars
Concealed carry on this ill block with killer cops
But still life's golden like Jill Scott
Me and Glock like coca and Sosa, the evil shogun see my face
On a poster—I only do it for the culture
Hold the hammer and squeeze
My bitch come from Belize, you ain't important to me (Give a shit about you)
I kick a rhyme like FIFA—a picture of me is worth more
Than the Mona Lisa, I'm aimin' copperheads right at your Caesar
I'll make a nigga block hot as a fever
I'm quotin' 120 mathematics from the teacher
It's Tha-motherfuckin'-God in your speakers (Tha-motherfuckin'-God!)
Show up with a scythe at your door like the reaper, represent the 9 Ether
Creeper, nightcrawler—expedite
Call in the God MC; nigga, it's no bother (No problem)
Yeah, your rhymes a'ight—but my shit way harder (My shit hot!)
That's why I always stay cookin' and shit (I'm cookin' again)
And fuck every venue that ain't bookin' my shit (Fuck 'em)
Fuck every radio (Fuck 'em), there he go; they love me in Mexico (Love me)
They gon' play me, though—try to play me, I splash the eighty, bro (T'atatatatattah!)
I'm available on a battle—just add a payee, yo (Halve it(?))
And when it comes to bars, I'm a animal
Handle you, shot the nigga from my third-floor patio (B'rrrrrrrt)
Maggie go—blast at your Homer at home base (Tz'azazazazaza'zah!)
End up missin' Bart and hittin' Marge face; scar face
Drop the top for car space—they say, the sky is the limit
I'm tryna go far's space, 'cause every rap is hard lace
Mo'fucker—every rap is hard lace

[Outro]

Fuck you niggas, man
Tha-motherfuckin'-God, nigga, fully loaded in this mo'fucker
You know what I'm sayin'? I don't give a fuck who ain't wit' it, nigga
I don't give a fuck! You know what I'm sayin'? I do what I wanna do

Shit!