Nana - d**h Of Life (2 Girls, 1 Club) Ft. Nana & Exitium lyrics

[Intro] Year 11, start or 2015, the best year of my life It didn't start out so well though There was this hoe I tried hitting on and it didn't go so well We talked for a few days but then she said she had to delete her Facebook account Turns out she was playing me I tried talking to her in person a few times but she just ignored me I was going through hard times for months and she just brushed me off like that I told this other hoe who I thought was my friend about it And she told me that first hoe blocked me Then I was shocked and the hoe who told me said I was acting all weird The next month I invited my so-called friend to a disco where i met her As we were starting to get close and i wanted to meet her and talk She said she didn't want nothing to do with me and talked about that hoe like it was nothing So I just lost it and starting ranting at her She said she wasn't going to that disco either but later I saw her there The beef got known at the club and that became the word of the night And that was the last night I went to the club *enter beat* Yeah This song goes out to Anyone who's been though a lot in life And wants to get revenge on 1 or 2 individuals 2 snitches playing me like that Not thinking about other's feelings just like hoes do Since then I've wished them both dead And if I ever got one chance I'd smash a brick on both their a**es [Verse 1 - Cyphr] How the hell you gon' play me like that? Snitch how the hell you gon' do me like that? I was acting weird, what do you mean by that? You just ditched me, snitch, literally just like that When I told you I was struggling, you ignored me like that When I left you probably thought that I'd be gone, but I'm back You were careless, snitch, you just left me like that Now beware of me, cos revenge is right back In the form of a flame, I smash your head on a barbecue spit It's scorching your face, and yeah I'm forcing the pain Filling up my d**h Note like a god damn hit list Bringing you to hell though with these god damn snitches Get revenge on snitches, that's my god damn business 2 bodies laying on the ground with slit wrists Seeking my revenge, now D-Cyph's your one fright Filling up the clips and I'm hitting up the club like *shots* Stuff the old fans and the haters, y'all f*ggots just masturbaters You wouldn't make a match for me of my 2 collaborators Yeah my mind's colder than the blood from alligators And my tongue's sharp just like swords from gladiators And when I'm like this I'm a psychopathic troublemaker d**h toll so high, you'll need a calculator Y'all didn't realise that you were just aggrevators You shouldn't go round messing with us entertainers The fans were probably dissapointed that i went away from The club cos I was starting to be locally famous But the way I see it, that biz was fated Though me and my brother were gonna leave anyway bruh I've been lifted to heaven and slammed into hell Hell in a Cell, I put Satan in jail Hell in a Cell, I put Satan in jail Hell in a Cell, I put Satan in jail [Hook] d**h of Life Wishing snitches dead when they went to step the line Go get the knife Filling up my hit list, I'll see you in hell tonight [Verse 2 - Nana] Man, f** your love f** you n***as, don't talk to me if you dont f** with us I remember when you was talking sh** But now you out the crib and I'm popping off And I'm staring out just reminiscing 'Bout all the times we was in the kitchen Now f** your life, no pretty picture All the paintings sold, on the road to the riches And I'm seeing all these n***as tryna' hate the boy You been tryna' get me out this game before You were once a brother, f** you and your mother Fire verses, 'boutta hit them with another Radioactive, now you know I'm on a roll Tryna' get the money, even on the go Blurring out the past, left your petty a** Run up on you, boy I'm Jason with the mask Duck n***a' f** n***a' Why you always taking shots n***a' Going places and it's just winter Had the chance to k** it, but you lost wit' it Lost wit' it Stepping out and I ain't f**ing with you cause you lost wit' it Lost wit' it All you are is just lost wit' it, lost wit' it f** you n***a', f** you n***a' f** you, you dying in sh**, f** you n***a' [Hook] d**h of Life Wishing snitches dead when they went to step the line Go get the knife Filling up my hit list, I'll see you in hell tonight [Verse 3 - Exitium] Backstabbing when I had yours Talk to me, I'mma slam doors I don't play that, take it way back To the day that, we were playing boy And I told you, don't mess it up And I told you, you weren't ready cos I was done with talking, it was done too often You were off there poppin' out your mouth, lord I don't get why you were trying to play me You know that dude you listen to on Shady But maybe, I'm just crazy, trippin' off my wooden rocker You were droppin' all these bombs and I could not just let you follow up with Your turn against me, I'mma show you what these clips mean And I'm listening to what you're gonna say just so that I can _?????_ I have you, down on your knees Like your brain, that's honestly Why I blew your brains out, have you feeling changed now Solely your body empty canvas has been sprayed down (sprayed down) I don't see why you were trying to play Messing with my mind ain't really the smartest thing [Hook] d**h of Life Wishing snitches dead when they went to step the line Go get the knife Filling up my hit list, I'll see you in hell tonight