Deadly Assassin

Album cover art for "Deadly Assassin" by CHRIST DILLINGER & BRUHMANEGOD

CHRIST DILLINGER & BRUHMANEGOD - Rap

Deadly Assassin

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[Intro: CHRIST DILLIINGER] Nuke Radio I cannot fuck with you if the love ain't equivalent CHRIST DILLINGER goin' up, nigga that's imminent My pockets stick stuffed to the brim with dead presidents Pistol on me, it can rip though a ligament School shooter - I'm a deadly assassin... Nuke Radio We make your eardrums bleed Don't worry about what the fuck he be doing, it's DJ Smokey! Nuke [Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD] Yo songs is ass, garbage You look so retarded (Retarded) Yo songs so fuckin' trash and it's something I couldn't even market I'm smoking it down and I ash in the carpets I roll my shit tight and I turn it into less than nothin' Rappers now-a-days are dime a dozen Rappers now-a-days just tryna' budget Your song's so ass, send me the Indian version Bitch I'm Native, I am not an Indian person All my songs timeless, the Corinthians heard it I drop my shit, the whole city is burnin' (Nuke) I'm too grown for this bullshit I got a rappers bitch doing a full split With ears on my head, black on my nails SPIDER GANG with it, y'all finna fail [Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER] I cannot fuck with you if the love ain't equivalent CHRIST DILLINGER goin' up, nigga thats imminent My pockets stick stuck to the brim with dead presidents Pistol on me, it can rip though ligaments School shooter - I'm a deadly assassin I used to skip class when I heard that it packin' I cannot fuck an emo, I only fuck goth hoes Hop in a new SRT and rest for Gyato's Every time you see me, yeah I got the stick Hop another whip like I'm John Wick If you see me nigga, yeah you better dip Yeah we shootin' too, we don't only drink I got a bad Bitch, she live in Manhattan I'm smokin' that gas at their face, I ain't passin' CHRIST DILLINGER, a deadly assassin Nigga I ball, I don't go to practice [Verse 3: BRUHMANEGOD] SPIDER GANG 2, uh The racks I made, like 17 Just thinkin' 'bout what Imma do No I ain't thinkin' 'bout where it's getting me Theres Fent in your coke and your ketamine You don't get to hit, but she lettin' me Bad bitch, lesbian, Lebanese The bitch sucking slow, she got leather knees Only thing better than me is a better me I been better than you since I was 17 I been better than you since I was first conceived Every time I hit, I'm doing it perfectly Get your mouth off my dick and put it on my nuts Yeah me and CHRIST DILLINGER in the cut Ay SPIDER GANG shit, bitch shut up I'm just getting butt while I'm getting bucks [Verse 4: CHRIST DILLINGER] Bullets hot, they gon' burn through my syphilis I always drip and I know they are sick of this I move that weight on the hill like I'm Sisyphus Fucking that bitch, I say, "Don't take no pics of this" Niggas always hating on the team Run down on them with a beam Smokin' weed and I'm gettin' head I get so high I just go to bed (Holy shit) That pussy trash, I'ma leave it on read These niggas killin' niggas over the color red I'm so high, I forgot what I just said Bulldog - I belong in the pen Fuckin' on a nigga bitch and her friend Every bitch that I fuck is a 10 Smokin' strong, Ike Turner When I'm in the trap, I'm the top earner [Outro] Warning! Nuke music may damage your eardrums And hurt your soul Nukes are now legal!

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  • CHRIST DILLINGER
  • BRUHMANEGOD