do not resurrect - cryptkept (official music video)

directed and edited by @boneyardd //   / boneyard   photography assistant:   / carb0nmedia   [https://li.sten.to/allyouneediskill] prod. UNORDINARYBEATS x slade kovacs instagram -   / donotresurrect   twitter -   / donotrxsurrect   join the discord:   / discord   instagram -   / unordinarybeats   twitter - https://x.com/UNORDINARYBEATS lyrics: hollup baby, i been crazy since the motherfuckin first day favor my .380, give a fuck about ya birthday unmedicated, know they finna have a cursed day ill in my behavior, do them niggas in the worst way i’m why these missiles outta stock keep a stizzy in my sock i get busy with them glocks keep my pistol, know i got it on me you a sissy, not a dog double 50 in the mop not an issue, you a fraud just a product of me keep a cutter on my waistline ain’t about a dollar? do not holla i don’t waste time everybody mobbing ‘til we caught em outta state lines they gon find his rotten bloated carcass by the bayside everybody squawkin, not a talker i’ma take lives she a little older, never find me on the dateline said he want the smoke, then roll it up and i’ma face mine roll it up and i’ma face mine heavy metal rocking, heavy stomping in my boots rezzy like a god, i send down lightning like i’m zeus feeling like a zombie, brain be rotting from the boof got me talking all that nonsense, i’ma prophet in the booth never caught up, keep a rifle and a sniper on the scene bullet hit his noggin, saw it exit through his spleen rezzy been about it, keep a weapon with a beam holographic for the static, with a matted lmg i’m as petty as can be hollup baby, i been crazy since the motherfuckin first day favor my .380, give a fuck about ya birthday unmedicated, know they finna have a cursed day ill in my behavior, do them niggas in the worst way i’m why these missiles outta stock keep a stizzy in my sock i get busy with them glocks keep my pistol, know i got it on me you a sissy, not a dog double 50 in the mop not an issue, you a fraud heavy metal rocking, heavy stomping in my boots rezzy like a god, i send down lightning like i’m zeus feeling like a zombie, brain be rotting from the boof got me talking all that nonsense, i’ma prophet in the booth never caught up, keep a rifle and a sniper on the scene bullet hit his noggin, saw it exit through his spleen rezzy been about it, keep a weapon with a beam holographic for the static, with a matted lmg i’m as petty as can..