XpX117 - Day of the Dead Lyrics

Day of the Dead
I do not care what you said
We rising, we making ends
Born on the Day Of The Dead
Huh

Whole clique up in this bitch
We taking over, we getting lit
We gonna win
We gotta hit
Dropping the top when I play this shit

We snapping up on this track
Yuh
We gon attack like gak
Huh
We getting tall like Shaq
Yuh
Trembling like you on crack
Aye

Hit you like, my oh my
Can see your fear
Go ahead cry
That wont prevent your fate
Bitch feel my hate
Lost all sane
Man feel the pain

Day of the Dead
I do not care what you said
We rising, we making ends
Born on the Day Of The Dead
Huh
Day of the Dead
I do not care what you said
We rising, we making ends
Born on the Day Of The Dead
Huh

Now they say they want in, aye
Switching side you a snitch, aye
Nice but we flip like a switch, aye
0 to 100 in a minute, huh

My crew come up, we wit it, yuh
Try me I don't show pity, yuh
Ham when we at my city, yuh
We number one boy admit it, ayeee

Took it to my head call me Chris Brown
Aye
Insane mindset soon to be crowned
Aye
You stay bitter like sauerkraut
We making deals all you do is pout
When we come up you boutta be wowed
Where is my mind? Soon to be found
My enemies all lay in the ground!
Stepping to me you get the (same)

Day of the Dead
I do not care what you said
We rising, we making ends
Born on the Day Of The Dead
Huh
Day of the Dead
I do not care what you said
We rising, we making ends
Born on the Day Of The Dead
Huh