{"id":16742,"created_at":"2018-03-20 23:42:16","updated_at":"2021-04-22 19:45:02","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2018-03-20 23:42:16","original_id":null,"artist_id":13489,"title":"Rap Assassin","slug":"rap-assassin","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"A god\u2019s flow with tempo\r\nThat\u2019ll pound blood out of your temples\r\nThe physical, the mental\r\nThe spiritual dimension\r\nSo welcome to my dojo\r\nSipping on merlot in slow-mo\r\nYoung in my heart with an old soul\r\nA ninja, my mission solo\r\nIt\u2019s go time so hide out\r\nCause trust me you don\u2019t wanna find out\r\nHow we slay, we grind out\r\nThey line up for my grindhouse\r\nHow we play, no time-outs\r\nYou come to life or you die out\r\nNo replays, just lights out\r\nGot all of y\u2019all in my sights now\r\nSteady, aim, fire, die\r\nMaybe in another life\r\nYou could come back, get revenge\r\nAnd I\u2019ll see you on the other side\r\nNot likely, don\u2019t hold your breath\r\nJust breathe your last and clutch your chest\r\nJust close your eyes, so close to death\r\nBe satisfied you faced the best\r\nI ace the test\r\nAs a matter of fact, erase the rest\r\nNot one compares, no one contests\r\nNo one would dare, no one is left\r\nI stand alone\r\nWith an iron fist, command the throne\r\nWe Ironborn with hearts of stone\r\nYou find yourself in parts unknown\r\n\r\nThis is the era of the Rap Assassin\r\nBodies in my wake, it\u2019s a crime of passion\r\nThese are real rhymes, this is not a cash-in\r\nDevastate my foes in amazing fashion\r\nThis is the era of the Rap Assassin\r\nBodies in my wake, it\u2019s a crime of passion\r\nThese are real rhymes, this is not a cash-in\r\nDevastate my foes in amazing fashion\r\n\r\nIt\u2019s just a lonely few who take up the sword\r\nWho wake up with blood pumping through they veins and they pores\r\nWho wake up to hard times but they ready for more\r\nWho wake up to opposition and they ready for war\r\nI am the lone and forsaken\r\nBlade of my kin making gin in the basement\r\nAnd victory so close, I can taste it\r\nDrunken artistry, so verbose when I\u2019m wasted\r\nKatana swinging to the finish\r\nAnd when they name the champ, yes it still is\r\nNo man can test my limits\r\nIt\u2019s my battle cry\r\nSwords swing in savagery\r\nWhack rhymes the malady, end game fatality\r\nA purifier in a sea of the dead\r\nI\u2019ll see your body rest in peace when it\u2019s relieved of your head\r\nAnd if you think you safe, I see you lost and misled\r\nBecause the feast of souls continues till the gods have been fed\r\n\r\nThis is the era of the Rap Assassin\r\nBodies in my wake, it\u2019s a crime of passion\r\nThese are real rhymes, this is not a cash-in\r\nDevastate my foes in amazing fashion\r\nThis is the era of the Rap Assassin\r\nBodies in my wake, it\u2019s a crime of passion\r\nThese are real rhymes, this is not a cash-in\r\nDevastate my foes in amazing fashion","download_count":218,"play_count":6,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":2,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-22","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":null,"status_reason":null,"status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}