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Killer Contract 1 by Southa

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Killer Contract 1 by Southa - Alternative Hip Hop / Dark Electro,Male Vocals music cover art

Killer Contract 1

Alternative Hip Hop / Dark Electro,Male Vocals

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Lyrics
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VERSE 1
’Cause survival’s a win,
I tell you my spirit is feeling my will.
And their seal in the zeal,
Can’t break what I build, can’t bend what I feel.
I get, and I get, and I get it,
I get, and I get, and I get it.
False prophets of the season,
Count the stars — I bought the season.
Gimme a reason,
Kiss the sun, I’m unbelieving.
I know the demeaning,
I know I am dreaming well.
If I wasn’t exceeding men,
I’d be leading them.
And as bad as deceiving them,
Can I roll with them?
But I’m cold with them —
If I wasn’t exposing them, that started to smell.
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VERSE 2
I’m the color on the rubber contact,
I am the seven — Mortal Kombat impact.
Is my melody a killer contract?
Yellow contact, flash where the mind cracks.
Is your melody eternal contact?
Can your pain mean I’m off track?
No compass — still I walk that path,
Is your melody a killer contract?
See the shadow, I can never turn back,
Then imagine that a robber don’t rap.
Can your vain mean abundance like that?
I don’t even wanna come back,
On the melody — that killer contract…
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VERSE 3 (call-back / mini-hook)
False prophets of the season breathing,
Count the stars, I bought the season.
Kiss the sun ’cause I’m unbelieving,
I know demeaning, I know the dreaming.
If I wasn’t exceeding men,
I’d be leading ’em.
And deceiving them, freezing them,
Roll with them? No — I’m cold with them.
Expose them when the story starts to smell again.
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VERSE 4 — ORIGINAL + INTENSE
I walk through shadows, never turning back,
Robbers don’t rap, but I set the track.
Vain ambitions? They mean abundance?
I don’t wanna return, I forge my stance.
False prophets? I see through their lies,
No sun to kiss, no truth in their eyes.
I rise above, exceeding every man,
Leading myself, not following the plan.
Cold with them, I expose the scheme,
Their season rotting like a shattered dream.
I’m the color, the spark, the flame intact,
I’m the seven — immortal combat.