We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

WORKS CITED FREESTYLE

from THREADING BLOODLINES by DEADPAN

/

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

  • Buy the Full Digital Album

lyrics

[Verse 1]
Digging at the bottom of the barrel of the fucks that I’m supposed to give
Beauty’s in my blood, fuck that eye of the beholder shit
Defend your cop daddy and I’ll turn you both to poster kids
For being lined against the wall and hanged, cold and motionless
Hold up, forgot to give me caps when apportioning my skill points
Gorging on tactical scrolls
Nourishment for this pretty boy, adorable killjoy
Snoring on my well-worn laurels to fill voids
Hand-forged liquid machetes on my nightstand
Carving serenades with indefinite lifespans
Spinning webs in one fell swoop and they’re star-struck
Shatter dream houses to throw a gem on my wife’s hand

[Chorus: DEADPAN, YC, & Isaiah Diaz]
Loud with the fits, so I lay low
Do what I want when I say so
I don’t fuck with you dudes, so I lay low
Do what I want when I say so

[Verse 2]
Heat commanding your neck, slinging that chin music
Smooth delivery, Gerritt Cole with the pitch movement
Filthy arsenal they seek out
They’re only known for commentary, Dave Niehaus
An apple pie a day keeps the troops at bay
Growing older, but whittle down to what I used to weigh
Beachhead chilling, gift an albatross to ancient rhymers
To the maker’s naked eye, different natures, same designer
Armada of yachters tryna claim we’re in the same boat
They’re S.S. Zong; I’m living labor-by-the-wage broke
Clove around my neck to ward off rappers hosting game shows
On the run, ducking bloodsucking pricks, so I lay low

[Chorus]

[Outro: DEADPAN, YC, & Isaiah Diaz]
Uh, yeah
Come on, Izy, talk to them! Talk to the people bro, come on!
I can’t
Hit ‘em with one
Listen
DEADPAN
That was deep!
DEADPAN
DEADPAN
I can’t say that. I was gonna roast this man.
My sheet coming off my bed like a peasant (okay!)
That beat was like, “nah, bro!”
I wanna hear that! I wanna--

credits

from THREADING BLOODLINES, released June 28, 2020
Produced by GXX
Additional vocals by YC & Isaiah Diaz
Mixed and mastered by GXX

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

DEADPAN image

DEADPAN New Jersey

Brooklyn-based abstract rapper/producer from South Jersey. Peace and power.

contact / help

Contact DEADPAN

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like DEADPAN, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Seafood Sam joins the show to discuss his newest album, " Standing On Giant Shoulders".
listen now