Luke Gawne - Cardiac Arrest

Cardiac Arrest Lyrics

*HOOK*
So feel that cardiac arrest…
CPR,
They press…
On your chest to beat the heart again…
And if you flat line,
Defibrillators,
And operating,
Can you resurrect you,
When life is fleetin’,
With every breath,
You just cheated death,
And now got away with it…

*VERSE ONE*
Better than I ever been,
A letterman,
Demented with,
The pen again,
And venomous,
I’m comin’ for the Pennet,
Like a veteran,
I enter my element,
Then I send-it for
The hell of it,
The rhetoric’s,
Irrelevant,
But still I be developing,
It’s evident,
If you look at the evidence,
Cause everytime I get up on the mic,
I been ahead of em’,
So fuck it,
I’ma never quit,
The benefits
Are eminent-
I’m comin’ for the mother fucking throne, BITCH
I go harder,
Than most with, this,
Psychosis,
Hydro spit,
My flow is,
Reversing,
Osmosis,
I suppose that,
These vocals,
Are super human,
Like Clark Kent,
In his bifocals,
So die dodos,
And suck on deez
Dragon Balls,
Bitch I’m Goku,
I spit fire,
Like C-0-2
That beat produced,
Is heat-
So I come with-an urgency,
When I spit,
And I hurt a beat,
Till it’s burned,
To the third degree,
What occurred to me-
When I came to the murder scene,
Was emergency surgery,
In the bed of hospitals,
Gettin’ hospice,
You’re seen by doctors,
Then put on oxygen,
Run amok,
While your family’s watching,
They pull the plug,
And your heart it stopping…

*HOOK*
So feel that cardiac arrest…
CPR,
They press…
On your chest to beat the heart again…
And if you flat line,
Defibrillators,
And operating,
Can you resurrect you,
When life is fleetin’,
With every breath,
You just cheated death,
And now got away with it…

*VERSE TWO*
That rigamortis,
Is too sadistic-
And I’m futuristic,
Like Rick and Morty,
When I’m sipping liquor,
And, I’m drinking forties,
But the story ends,
When that kid’s aborted-
So asta lavista,
Bitch, I’m not teacher,
But I could show you,
How to swing for the bleachers,
Cause all I ever did,
Was be competitive,
And use adrenaline,
To make them benjamins…
…
Haters they be, yellin’ for help again,
Soon as the alpha male, alchemist,
Come in with the mal intent,
Malcolm X,
When I murder alphabets,
Falcon X,
Rocket ship,
When I’m droppin’-the- bomb like Sadam in this bitch,
Noxious toxins are shockin’-
The Metropolis,
Call your congressmen…
…
See I just go and go and go.
I make dough.
I might fuck around and tell her she’s a hoe.
Unh.
You bitches ain’t even close to the level I’m at,
And you’ll never be that.
In fact,
I be the illest to rap.
So I rap and I rap,
Like a rabbit,
I’m fast,
When I slam on the gas,
And I’m lappin’ em’,
Been a fat minute,
But I’m back winnin’
Bad biniz,
I’m not havin’ it,
The antagonist,
Naggin’ a bit.
Classes of undergraduate-
Accident,
I might crash,
When da tracks spinnin’-
……
Lot of people told me,
I would never be the main event,
So I just do my duty,
Take my pen,
And make rap great again.

*HOOK*
So feel that cardiac arrest…
CPR,
They press…
On your chest to beat the heart again…
And if you flat line,
Defibrillators,
And operating,
Can you resurrect you,
When life is fleetin’,
With every breath,
You just cheated death,
And now got away with it…

Written by:
LUKE GAWNE

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