AKAZA RAP "Upper Rank" (Demon Slayer) | Daddyphatsnaps

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Hunnid five on the highway
Don't give a fuck 'bout what a sign say
Demon time on a tirade
Don't let me catch you lookin' sideways
Better check you in the right lane
Your eyes wide, let 'em dilate
Either die or do it my way
Goin' hunnid five on the highway

Demon hours, demon hours, demon hours
Live by the sword till you leave with flowers
Came through with that aura, fiendish prowess
Told me he was gon' cook, but I season cowards
Eye for an eye, I'ma leave it balanced
Talkin' that loud, now you sleep in silence
Put a man on culture, that heater bow 'em, on God
There the dead, and the peak, and the dead, and
Let 'em put out the lead, and that led to defeat
Now they pullin' my leg, I ain't bendin' the knee
Goin' Juliane on 'em, I'm shredding your team
I'm a juggernaut, tech 'em, I'm catchin' a streak
Feel like Freddy, yo killers get slept on the– (shh)
Freddy, your killers get slept on my block
Say it's your time, I'm checkin' my watch
I'ma show you some boss shit
When I walk in this bitch, watch everyone stop
They get cocky when they got a weapon to cock
Well I got a game, let's see if you make it to Heaven or not

I been out plottin', fiendin'
Me and the squad, we heathens
Said you a problem, see me
How you gon' stop a demon?
Yeah, how you gon' stop a demon?
Said you on timin', speak it
Pray to your God, you'll meet him way up (way up)
There ain't no way you can save us, the price on your head just went way up (way up)
Or you can do it my way
Goin' hunnid five on the highway

Bitch, I'm a problem, swish
Bitch, I'm a bucket, yeah
There ain' no possum, clip
Bitch, I'ma dump it, shit
There ain't no dodgin', miss
This ain't a musket, fist
Right through your column, whip
I'm on a hundred, bitch
High off the sin of my pride, better get to my side or you getting that thumper
No vision in sight, my mind only venom inside, I been fillin' that hunger
They cryin', they know it's on sight, they gettin' that palm, you don't need to be psychic
You're not on my timing
I like to stick with a knife, but the K make everything silent
They say you live and you learn
But how would they know I'm gon' turn you to ashes? You were just livin' to urn
Hunted me, went from a road trip to a massacre, now the whip is a hearse
They went and tried to throw dirt on my reputation, so I'm putting a bitch in the dirt
Here lies: Stupid
Here lies: Fuck was he doin'?
Here lies: Buddy was clueless
Here lies: Here is a lesson to all you motherfuckers thinkin'
You got what it takes in the booth, bitch, you got me fucked up
Talkin' that shit till I hop in the room with ya
Everybody wanna be a slayer till they gotta pull triggers, my duel split 'em, on g–

I been out plottin', fiendin'
Me and the squad, we heathens
Said you a problem, see me
How you gon' stop a demon?
Yeah, how you gon' stop a demon?
Said you on timin', speak it
Pray to your God, you'll meet him way up (way up)
There ain't no way you can save us, the price on your head just went way up (way up)
Or you can do it my way
Goin' hunnid five on the highway