Warriorr

Album cover art for "Warriorr" by Radamiz

Radamiz - Rap

Warriorr

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[Intro] Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there And yet, death is very likely the single best invention of life It's life's change agent: it clears out the old to make way for the new [Chorus] Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  [Verse 1] Zig Zag Zig's off the zig zags  The hands, that can change the world forever  Puts the indica together  Rarely, just at times where the camaraderie calls for it Take a hit with you for scholarly sharing of war stories I'm all in it, my all's on it, Allah's talking  More viral than flying saucers while rhyming off-beat Spit like Trugoy, gift my girl a Uruguay  They hit Brigante to sign us like Sudafed for the useful breath The Reporters gon' vomit, the President's praying  The mothers lamenting, the gangsters escaping  Mali wop bricks of cocaine with depression  Mardi Gras whips still unpaid is my preference  Taj Mahal crib for my kids, I'm a peasant  I'd barely exist if it wasn't for leverage  Put my pub in my daughter's name should I perish  30 years dodging tacklers, all American, all American What you call a carnivore we eat for breakfast Burn the Brioche, yogurt, Caffeine beverage We ate unfulfilled wishes as adolescents [Chorus] Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr [Verse 2] Give a fuck what they say, I'ma execute  Catch the body then windex the residue  Death comes in threes, it's trisexual  Told the law enforcement:  "How much have you bonded with the community you profit off making poverty monstrous?"  Something I said trickled into his subconscious Leo Tolstoy blasting, something hid in glove compartment Never owned a white flag, I'm the winner's winner With no scar I can kill a Simba  Popping off with precision when tensions lift up Maniac with the kismet, religious sinner  Give my brain to the church, eat my skin for dinner I done blitzed, remember Put the stilts on the inf for little  Diagnostics can't believe what they seen within him Diagnostics only saw Psalms, red wine and riddles  [Chorus] Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr, warriorr, warriorr  Warriorr

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Credits

Writers
  • Radamiz
  • Graymatter (Producer)
  • Dima Did This