Boldy James, Domo Genesis - December Coming lyrics
[Boldy James, Domo Genesis - December Coming lyrics]
My bottom line, you better read through it
I paid the fees to get presented
With the keys to it
Niggas stupid, we avoid it at all cost
This life is just a gamble with
Car sharks and fraud loss
Be a lot of line breaching with false start
Cold Winter, was Carhartt
The vision was God's art
So unexpected
I loved it more when we
Was young and reckless
The base
I bought it 'cause I swung with effort
I baked it gorgeous, did the special
It's only 4 with a story, when
How the portions split
Me against the force but I'm
Parred for all the courses
Filling voids with it
Through the heathens and crooks
From the cover
Judge's story's ain't as sweet as it looks
Living through it, you just seeking a look
I'm really in this life
Product of the system, on the limb
I walk the thinnest one
A sinner son
My heart skip as frigid as the simple come
In the bliss of the ignorance
I done figured it out
Ain't had to get my hands
Dirty handing this shit out
Won inside at the title
That's a championship bout
Niggas ain't no shit
Never did nothing but ran his mouth
Standing up in the freezing cold
I was camping out
When plans don't always go to plan
Pan then even out
Weeding out all the snakes in this
Grass with this King Cobra
After that weedwhacker crack it
Come to leaf blowers
Thin rollers squashing all the beef
Smack him in his shit
With the chip and knock out all his teeth
These niggas ain't no killers
This a knockoff
This chopstick need a heart to top
Don't get knocked off 'cause
The taken heat
Don't even cross the lot
Ten foreigns looking like we
Pulling up in Autobots
Double cup in Maxwell house
This ain't no coffee shop
Keep the Magic Eraser
I can't get caught without it
Turn your block into a blackboard and
Put some chalk around it
Where we at?
I paid the fees to get presented
With the keys to it
Niggas stupid, we avoid it at all cost
This life is just a gamble with
Car sharks and fraud loss
Be a lot of line breaching with false start
Cold Winter, was Carhartt
The vision was God's art
So unexpected
I loved it more when we
Was young and reckless
The base
I bought it 'cause I swung with effort
I baked it gorgeous, did the special
It's only 4 with a story, when
How the portions split
Me against the force but I'm
Parred for all the courses
Filling voids with it
Through the heathens and crooks
From the cover
Judge's story's ain't as sweet as it looks
Living through it, you just seeking a look
I'm really in this life
Product of the system, on the limb
I walk the thinnest one
A sinner son
My heart skip as frigid as the simple come
In the bliss of the ignorance
I done figured it out
Ain't had to get my hands
Dirty handing this shit out
Won inside at the title
That's a championship bout
Niggas ain't no shit
Never did nothing but ran his mouth
Standing up in the freezing cold
I was camping out
When plans don't always go to plan
Pan then even out
Weeding out all the snakes in this
Grass with this King Cobra
After that weedwhacker crack it
Come to leaf blowers
Thin rollers squashing all the beef
Smack him in his shit
With the chip and knock out all his teeth
These niggas ain't no killers
This a knockoff
This chopstick need a heart to top
Don't get knocked off 'cause
The taken heat
Don't even cross the lot
Ten foreigns looking like we
Pulling up in Autobots
Double cup in Maxwell house
This ain't no coffee shop
Keep the Magic Eraser
I can't get caught without it
Turn your block into a blackboard and
Put some chalk around it
Where we at?