BRAiLL3 Songtext
von DAMAG3

They think my raps all charade
′Cause I'm way too on the nose
.380 in my waist
Is undetectable
3D printed, they only dreaming
Meanwhile, D3 3D did it
Beneath the surface, we are not the same at all
But on the surface, we′re both judged for how we're born
My crown of thorns, I'm powerful
Compounded force, I round the boys
Settle the score
You either with us, or against yourself
I′m begging you to fucking hear me out
You know they coming, square is clearing out
We out of time, but we not out of shells
Blinded by rage, you gone feel this braille
Listen (it′s DAMAG3)


Low margin for error
So small, to view I strain my retinas
The modern day injustice go like gasoline and Teslas
I feel like cardcaptor sakura
The stars been on my sceptor
But life still leave you hurt
With two eyes black like Uncle Festor
Said "yessir" my movement just like Jagger
They put daggers through my heart
And if I'm bleeding out just see how I move in the clutch
Put numbers on the board
′cause no one else gone put 'em up
They′ll make ashes of your passions
Like we all won't turn to dust
Hell has risen, bitch you better break yourself!
Bitch, separate your hands
Your deities will not help you here
Prayers are getting rare
No splitting hairs, I scalp ′em!
In warfare, rationale does not exist
We're at the precipice