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Culdesac Video (MV)




Performed By: Obelus
Length: 2:25
Written by: Tyler Horton




Obelus - Culdesac Lyrics




Must be your first rodeo I think you blowin' smoke
That shit must've caught your throat 'cause I can hear you choke
Grab a life life jacket 'cause I came here to rock the boat
No match but I strike with fire when I am provoked
Modular homes circle the culdesac deep in the woods
Where murders go unnoticed let alone solved at that
F*ck the police - call the coroner he's in the back
It wasn't self defense but a dead man can't tell him that
I'm no gangsta - was just taught to protect mine
I shot my first 9 when I turned 5 and
Dad told me not to ever start shit
Just make sure that I'm the one that's walking away alive
When I f*ck a bitch we never talk again and the last one's saying
That she's getting back with her boyfriend, cool
But now he's saying that he wants to pull up on me because
That thottie's been asking me if we can f*ck as friends
If these words are weapons then my mouth is f*cking lethal
Just f*cking pressing play on this should be a misdemeanor
Everyone keeps asking when the f*cking album's dropping
Like they're eager to see a f*cking sequel to Hiroshima
Your good days are my off season - got a buffet and you not eating
You hit a dead end and throw it in reverse - I set up shop there for the nonbelievers
Just stop breathing it's far deeper than bars, beats, and who can rock either
I'mma cop heaters and spark ether 'til it's Pop Zero for you bottom feeders
Slimey and Reclusivv hit the kitchen cook it up and pass on to me
To cook it down I got the Midas touch
Put this in your pipe and smoke it we got two for one's
I got these motherf*ckers passing out before it hits their lungs
You gotta be down in the red, mang - your record ain't worth the cellophane
If anybody ever tried to gas me up I swear I'll put a lighter to the propane
You're better off selling your throat game, but if you treat that the way you do rap
You'll still be broker than a bitch for giving no brain
If you want it then go get it but you gotta work
I'll never let another man tell me what I'm worth
I know I'm the only one who's ever gonna put me first
'Cause when shit hits the fan there's only room for one up in that hearse
So f*ck what you say - try to dead me I will just reanimate
I woke up from my dream state now prepare for your darkest days
I'm not aiming your direction I'm just gonna let it spray
Everybody duck the f*ck down - Population Zero's on its way
It's on its way
It's on its way
Everybody duck the f*ck down Population Zero's on its way
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Must be your first rodeo I think you blowin' smoke
That shit must've caught your throat 'cause I can hear you choke
Grab a life life jacket 'cause I came here to rock the boat
No match but I strike with fire when I am provoked
Modular homes circle the culdesac deep in the woods
Where murders go unnoticed let alone solved at that
F*ck the police - call the coroner he's in the back
It wasn't self defense but a dead man can't tell him that
I'm no gangsta - was just taught to protect mine
I shot my first 9 when I turned 5 and
Dad told me not to ever start shit
Just make sure that I'm the one that's walking away alive
When I f*ck a bitch we never talk again and the last one's saying
That she's getting back with her boyfriend, cool
But now he's saying that he wants to pull up on me because
That thottie's been asking me if we can f*ck as friends
If these words are weapons then my mouth is f*cking lethal
Just f*cking pressing play on this should be a misdemeanor
Everyone keeps asking when the f*cking album's dropping
Like they're eager to see a f*cking sequel to Hiroshima
Your good days are my off season - got a buffet and you not eating
You hit a dead end and throw it in reverse - I set up shop there for the nonbelievers
Just stop breathing it's far deeper than bars, beats, and who can rock either
I'mma cop heaters and spark ether 'til it's Pop Zero for you bottom feeders
Slimey and Reclusivv hit the kitchen cook it up and pass on to me
To cook it down I got the Midas touch
Put this in your pipe and smoke it we got two for one's
I got these motherf*ckers passing out before it hits their lungs
You gotta be down in the red, mang - your record ain't worth the cellophane
If anybody ever tried to gas me up I swear I'll put a lighter to the propane
You're better off selling your throat game, but if you treat that the way you do rap
You'll still be broker than a bitch for giving no brain
If you want it then go get it but you gotta work
I'll never let another man tell me what I'm worth
I know I'm the only one who's ever gonna put me first
'Cause when shit hits the fan there's only room for one up in that hearse
So f*ck what you say - try to dead me I will just reanimate
I woke up from my dream state now prepare for your darkest days
I'm not aiming your direction I'm just gonna let it spray
Everybody duck the f*ck down - Population Zero's on its way
It's on its way
It's on its way
Everybody duck the f*ck down Population Zero's on its way
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Writer: Tyler Horton
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