Pray for the light
Prey on site
You are the prey I'm the predator
Chasing the bull I'm the matador
I am an enemy, shaken you up
Like methanphetamine
Dropping a body like Kennedy
Hitting the ground save your energy
Claiming this land right ahead me
Lord of the world that you can't see
I'm raising hell cause this shit too fancy
Prancing
I love dancing
With the dead
In my bed
In my head
Overfed
Overslept
Out of death
Out of excuses
I'm upset
Your mind is counterfeit
Highly fit
For running
The game
After this you're gonna fade
Decisions been made
Bella Morte
Back from the grave
All I gotta say
Is ima kill this day
Like the CIA
Killed JFK
Then they got away
Bitch free tay k
Ima lace up my docs
Then race from the cops
Nobody home and the house isn't locked
Yall should know how I drop shit
My shit is Chernobyl it's lyrically toxic
Turning back time just to go clock it
Bitch are you blind it's out of your socket
Tarring and featherin
Won't get no sedative
Slaughtering bitches just pumps my adrenaline
Reppin odd people
My tactics be lethal
It all just depends on the size of your steeple
Day 3 got the vengeance with a v
Ima let the homie tell ya how it be
Ay
Bella Morte - Odd People (feat. Vivid & Lil Resonance) Lyrics
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Pray for the light
Prey on site
You are the prey I'm the predator
Chasing the bull I'm the matador
I am an enemy, shaken you up
Like methanphetamine
Dropping a body like Kennedy
Hitting the ground save your energy
Claiming this land right ahead me
Lord of the world that you can't see
I'm raising hell cause this shit too fancy
Prancing
I love dancing
With the dead
In my bed
In my head
Overfed
Overslept
Out of death
Out of excuses
I'm upset
Your mind is counterfeit
Highly fit
For running
The game
After this you're gonna fade
Decisions been made
Bella Morte
Back from the grave
All I gotta say
Is ima kill this day
Like the CIA
Killed JFK
Then they got away
Bitch free tay k
Ima lace up my docs
Then race from the cops
Nobody home and the house isn't locked
Yall should know how I drop shit
My shit is Chernobyl it's lyrically toxic
Turning back time just to go clock it
Bitch are you blind it's out of your socket
Tarring and featherin
Won't get no sedative
Slaughtering bitches just pumps my adrenaline
Reppin odd people
My tactics be lethal
It all just depends on the size of your steeple
Day 3 got the vengeance with a v
Ima let the homie tell ya how it be
Ay
Prey on site
You are the prey I'm the predator
Chasing the bull I'm the matador
I am an enemy, shaken you up
Like methanphetamine
Dropping a body like Kennedy
Hitting the ground save your energy
Claiming this land right ahead me
Lord of the world that you can't see
I'm raising hell cause this shit too fancy
Prancing
I love dancing
With the dead
In my bed
In my head
Overfed
Overslept
Out of death
Out of excuses
I'm upset
Your mind is counterfeit
Highly fit
For running
The game
After this you're gonna fade
Decisions been made
Bella Morte
Back from the grave
All I gotta say
Is ima kill this day
Like the CIA
Killed JFK
Then they got away
Bitch free tay k
Ima lace up my docs
Then race from the cops
Nobody home and the house isn't locked
Yall should know how I drop shit
My shit is Chernobyl it's lyrically toxic
Turning back time just to go clock it
Bitch are you blind it's out of your socket
Tarring and featherin
Won't get no sedative
Slaughtering bitches just pumps my adrenaline
Reppin odd people
My tactics be lethal
It all just depends on the size of your steeple
Day 3 got the vengeance with a v
Ima let the homie tell ya how it be
Ay
Writer: Zachary Antonelli
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