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We Don't Care ft. Soloe
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A track one of our boys Soloe wanted to do so he could get back on his feet and pointed in the right direction...
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Hardcore, Rock, Rap, Hardcore Rap, Rap and Rock, Horrorcore.
PostmorteM is a horrorcore/hiphop group formed by Rapidfire & SmokaJoka. Fun Fact #1: PostmorteM likes to rap about dead shit. Fun Fact #2: Rapid likes to rap about drugs. Fun Fact #3: Smoka has killed Rapid approximately 12 times in songs. Fun Fact #4: Some artists find it impossible to record with PostmorteM because the smoke in the studio is so harsh.
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Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
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Peak #5,402
Peak in subgenre #919
Author
PostmorteM & Soloe
Uploaded
January 28, 2007
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:01
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RapidFire: (Verse 1) It's Rapid cappin' asses, blastin and I spit the fastest... Bashin' with the passion of a fuckin assassin... Grabbin and I'm slappin then I start the vicious stabbin... When they see bloody corpse they'll never guess what happened... It's a bloodsport whore, this shit is horrorcore... When we start the war, you're bound to drown in gore... Ya'll don't wanna see us bitch, ya'll don't wanna fuck with me... Bullets and knives, survive with ya lives luckily... Duckin me hoe, then stop runnin ya mouth... Two bullets in ya brain, I drop one in ya spouse... Cuz I'm heartless bitch, don't start this shit... Or I'm walkin in ya backyard, an arsonist... No remorse, of course I don't give a fuck... My name states I'm insane and I'ma live it up... Set fire to everything in my path and watch it burn... And if you wanna go then bitch it's your turn... SmokaJoka (Hook 1) We don't care... what you think We don't care... what you bring We don't care... what you mean We don't care... about a goddamn thing (x2) Soloe (Verse 2) im slashin with a passion..got me feelin old fashioned... blastin wid a glock,justa make ya heart stop... tic tic tock go da seconds on the clock... fillin empty slots, add you soul to my stock... heads wat we rock,gats wat we pop... holes in ya heart now its bodies that we drop... no one gonna stop, us climbing to the top Ya lost and dying, the crows are flying... casket bound, no frown from this clown... wicked all around...im day one down.. sound one say... backward all the way... like back in tha day, doin it my way... first on the grind,murders on my mind.. crushin ya spine, these verses are mine dispersin my rhyme, ya hearst'll do fine when I send that bitch to the abyss of time SmokaJoka (Hook 2) We don't care... what you think We don't care... what you bring We don't care... what you mean We don't care... about a goddamn thing (x2) SmokaJoka (Verse 3) A fist to ya face then I piss on ya grave I'm slittin ya veins, when we rip in ya brain Kids I'm insane, you better get in ya place Witness the greats, ya shits just fake Listen what I say, put a wrist to ya blade Leave liquids sprayed, don't get in my way Ya ligaments break, you forgettin the hate Im bringin to ya plate, I'm quick to erase
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