Doomtree - Drumsticks lyrics
[Doomtree - Drumsticks lyrics]
-like to sing this, I'd rather hum this
Keep the beat with the
Help from the drumsticks
We work the mics and rehearse
The lines that life furthers
And curse the vines that you might
Have heard your rumors from
Like it's me verse a vice or vice versa
Then I returned to the
Life that Christ nurtured come come now
You're feet first in ice water
We're feet first in fire
We reversed the modern and earned the checks
To the check one-two's, the three-four-fives
And the right to watch the sun
On the eastern seaboard rise
Pack up the bags, eat sleep for a second
Then it's back on the van
Listen to beats for the record
Feel like it's all that I ever knew
Convenient procedure all for the revenue
Leave at my leisure
So coming soon to a college town near you
DTR here we are holla atcha rap group
Incorporated so of course it's hated
Write, record it, order it
Re-order it the more we make it
This is not a promise it's a threat
The cigarette to your balloon
Cue the gossip roll the tape I rock the room
Say it's a nose job
As in she got it cause she knows somebody
I'm paying dues in red
Blood and borrowed money son me if you can
Lemme see your grand plan
A low-budget production bandana glamour
On a handcam
Let me sign your poster, strike a poser
Sleeping in my armor while you're
Sleeping on your holster
It goes get money waste
Rather take money from a thing we
Need to a thing we see
Jake honey, nothing's free true indeed
Open the seam scribble the bleed
Agitate seed to leaves conceive Doomtree
Blood brothers close shutters
They don't need to see this beast
Prose sputters free
Those other Joes peddle cheap
And shody work'll bruise your body purple
Some folk'll never lose a toe
But then again some folk'll
You say that hell is human
I say you break it you buy
It and make the shell-toes
Move in on self-improvement quicker that
You could sell the movement
Make the circuit's mash across the circus act
Two-thousand-something moving circa that
Turn off the screwdriver
Ghostwriter for hire tie up the wires
I am the fire supplier of inspired rap
Burn the empire back
It's Doomtree live through the wiretap
Keep the beat with the
Help from the drumsticks
We work the mics and rehearse
The lines that life furthers
And curse the vines that you might
Have heard your rumors from
Like it's me verse a vice or vice versa
Then I returned to the
Life that Christ nurtured come come now
You're feet first in ice water
We're feet first in fire
We reversed the modern and earned the checks
To the check one-two's, the three-four-fives
And the right to watch the sun
On the eastern seaboard rise
Pack up the bags, eat sleep for a second
Then it's back on the van
Listen to beats for the record
Feel like it's all that I ever knew
Convenient procedure all for the revenue
Leave at my leisure
So coming soon to a college town near you
DTR here we are holla atcha rap group
Incorporated so of course it's hated
Write, record it, order it
Re-order it the more we make it
This is not a promise it's a threat
The cigarette to your balloon
Cue the gossip roll the tape I rock the room
Say it's a nose job
As in she got it cause she knows somebody
I'm paying dues in red
Blood and borrowed money son me if you can
Lemme see your grand plan
A low-budget production bandana glamour
On a handcam
Let me sign your poster, strike a poser
Sleeping in my armor while you're
Sleeping on your holster
It goes get money waste
Rather take money from a thing we
Need to a thing we see
Jake honey, nothing's free true indeed
Open the seam scribble the bleed
Agitate seed to leaves conceive Doomtree
Blood brothers close shutters
They don't need to see this beast
Prose sputters free
Those other Joes peddle cheap
And shody work'll bruise your body purple
Some folk'll never lose a toe
But then again some folk'll
You say that hell is human
I say you break it you buy
It and make the shell-toes
Move in on self-improvement quicker that
You could sell the movement
Make the circuit's mash across the circus act
Two-thousand-something moving circa that
Turn off the screwdriver
Ghostwriter for hire tie up the wires
I am the fire supplier of inspired rap
Burn the empire back
It's Doomtree live through the wiretap