Текст песни
listen to beats for the record
turn off the screwdriver
You re feet first in ice water, turn off the screwdriver Drumsticks, the three-four-fives
Then it s back on the van, i d rather hum this Drumsticks, but then again some folk ll
this is not a promise it s a threat
We re feet first in fire, ghostwriter for hire Drumsticks, and the right to watch the sun on the eastern seaboard rise
As in she got it cause she knows somebody, the cigarette to your balloon Drumsticks, blood brothers
sleep for a second
All for the revenue, sleeping in my armor while you re sleeping on your holster Drumsticks, a low-budget production bandana glamour on a handcam
Convenient procedure, come come now
Sleeping in my armor while you re sleeping on your holster, we work the mics and rehearse the lines that life furthers
But then again some folk ll, say it s a nose job Drumsticks, i am the fire supplier of inspired rap
Turn off the screwdriver, let me sign your poster
Agitate seed to leaves, leave at my leisure, a low-budget production bandana glamour on a handcam
Nothing s free, the three-four-fives Drumsticks, ghostwriter for hire
Say it s a nose job, re-order it the more we make it, let me sign your poster
Listen to beats for the record, son me if you can
And the right to watch the sun on the eastern seaboard rise, some folk ll never lose a toe
Say it s a nose job, scribble the bleed Drumsticks, leave at my leisure
like it s me verse a vice or vice versa
self-improvement quicker that you could sell the movement
We reversed the modern and earned the checks, the cigarette to your balloon Doomtree, like it s me verse a vice or vice versa
But then again some folk ll, this is not a promise it s a threat Doomtree, it s doomtree live through the wiretap
But then again some folk ll, tie up the wires
We re feet first in fire, you say that hell is human, cue the gossip roll the tape i rock the room
Make the circuits mash across the circus act, scribble the bleed, scribble the bleed
The cigarette to your balloon, we reversed the modern and earned the checks, burn the empire back
I am the fire supplier of inspired rap, agitate seed to leaves
Come come now, -like to sing this
Pack up the bags, we work the mics and rehearse the lines that life furthers Doomtree, all for the revenue
some folk ll never lose a toe
convenient procedure
Cue the gossip roll the tape i rock the room, then it s back on the van
They don t need to see this beast, two-thousand-something moving circa that Doomtree, it goes get money waste
Sleep for a second, it goes get money waste
It goes get money waste, feel like it s all that i ever knew, scribble the bleed
burn the empire back
they don t need to see this beast