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Knives On Fire
Doomtree
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[Intro]
Open up the door
(Yeah, Doomtree)
Young brother no gun
Don't run my place
Can't take no one
Take the ammo in the coast
Unrest in the ocean steps
From the Midwest
Through every shitty city step
He be depressed (Doomtree)
Breezy with the short speech
The reason that they lost me
The reason every season they stay frosty
Head up when I press, take another step
Watch them trace the laces
Copacetic with they fed up look up in they faces
I'm a pace setter, while they play tastemaker
I spit static at 'em, grabbin' on they kissmaker
Sack breaker, track breaker
Backslap, pay the cats, take a nap
You're just stealing gas
I'm like synapse scratch breaker, match
Make a cascade that ash past the vapors
You see the headcount, yeah we got heads now
Doomtree, we got big heads now
We ain't shit, we ain't shit to fuck with
We ain't stopping here, calm the drama dear
Ain't no conflict here
You're mad 'cause you don't make moves (make moves)
You're sad 'cause you can't break through (break through)
You're bad and now you hate dudes (Doomtree)
Our bad, but motherfucker make room
I let my rhymes talk for me
My skills talk for me
My fists talk for me (BAM)
We ain't homies, MC sayin'
"Mike, why can't we be friends?"
And I'm sayin' quit playin'
Underground rappers are not that dope
Mainstream rappers don't go plat, they go broke
Swagger grow classic, gag on
Quick thrown prose
Status flows static
Bag the quid pro quo
You are not a legend
We are the third set of footprints
Meat cleaver talk to a shotgun
On some doom the fuck now
So calm the fuck down, better duck
You oughta get the fuck out
When these big dogs bark loud
So we don't bite
Spy hunt for short mouths
And we don't bite
Little talk
You slipped predicament
Crews dissed in rhetoric
Who's quick to better embed in ya
Our crew whipped the ligaments
So sick we sick of it
Gon' get you diggin' it
Our regrets turn to cold threats
We ain't sick of living
We ain't shit but villains
To these pricks that's willing
To live sick for shillings
[?] it's the whisper in they
Souls to release for them to
Crimson liquid about to gash
Dag, never out, never without a scratch
The callous hand forever cracked
Like working on my ransom
"Never", badge bastards
Shawties and stags, doom triple whipple
Seismic break and catch a Hiroshima Heimlich (oop)
You must be teamed with the vice styles
Must be cool to hate now like mimes, Tom Cruise and clowns
Calm down, we rap, not now, go nap
Footie pajamas go yammer till you're caught in the back
You see the headcount, yeah we got heads now
Doomtree, we got big heads now
We ain't shit, we ain't shit to fuck with
We ain't stopping here, calm the drama dear
Ain't no conflict here
You're mad 'cause you don't make moves (make moves)
You're sad 'cause you can't break through (break through)
You're bad and now you hate dudes (Doomtree)
Knives on fire, motherfucker make room
Open up the door
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