Doomtree - Off in the Deep lyrics
[Doomtree - Off in the Deep lyrics]
Off in the deep, awesome often
No question, please, back up off 'em
Back then we was on one
Now we on two with like optional caution
Watching them watch
Boss is a bit scared of the flock
Lost in the mix
Dare to get caught where you wouldn’t be dead
Better off, lead foot, yeah ready get set
Ain’t nothing better than kicking dust like
You don’t give a shit
Ain’t nothing new about this
Ain’t nothing truer than death
Eggs and wakey bakey babies
Crazy for sleeping through this
Slippin hallucinogens into they juice
And they gin making Beliebers out of em
Split em like 7 and 10
Gutter baller stutter strut, fuck is up
Nutter Butter and a Snapple apple
In a plastic cup what the what
And I was all hunt aimed it at the sun
Banged it then I run
And it ain’t the same as I painted it
But damn if it ain’t fun
I was working on imperatives while
They were crafting narratives
About who they are and what they do
I was on that show and prove
But that going for broke almost
Broke me in two i laid it all on the line
No fault but the earth moved and I sunk in
And there it is somewhere along
The way I buried it
I still don’t have that figured out
Now I’m digging out and I dig in, gun packed
Trying to get that hunt back
I need a kill, need a kill
That’s how I was built high wire no net
Scars match, whole set
Out for the kill, for the kill
All for the thrill of it all
I was young, my blood electric head on fire
Kissed every messenger
Better yet got to send some myself
Spent whole nights banging the bells
I was kite above the water
Too light for fears of falling
Every night went on and on and on and on
Didn’t want to lace it all up tight
Wanted to catch the falling knife
Running on faith and fallen arches
Calling all archers to let fly
The shock of your body awake
A temple a tomb and a safe
It runs til it doesn’t
They come and take it away
No question, please, back up off 'em
Back then we was on one
Now we on two with like optional caution
Watching them watch
Boss is a bit scared of the flock
Lost in the mix
Dare to get caught where you wouldn’t be dead
Better off, lead foot, yeah ready get set
Ain’t nothing better than kicking dust like
You don’t give a shit
Ain’t nothing new about this
Ain’t nothing truer than death
Eggs and wakey bakey babies
Crazy for sleeping through this
Slippin hallucinogens into they juice
And they gin making Beliebers out of em
Split em like 7 and 10
Gutter baller stutter strut, fuck is up
Nutter Butter and a Snapple apple
In a plastic cup what the what
And I was all hunt aimed it at the sun
Banged it then I run
And it ain’t the same as I painted it
But damn if it ain’t fun
I was working on imperatives while
They were crafting narratives
About who they are and what they do
I was on that show and prove
But that going for broke almost
Broke me in two i laid it all on the line
No fault but the earth moved and I sunk in
And there it is somewhere along
The way I buried it
I still don’t have that figured out
Now I’m digging out and I dig in, gun packed
Trying to get that hunt back
I need a kill, need a kill
That’s how I was built high wire no net
Scars match, whole set
Out for the kill, for the kill
All for the thrill of it all
I was young, my blood electric head on fire
Kissed every messenger
Better yet got to send some myself
Spent whole nights banging the bells
I was kite above the water
Too light for fears of falling
Every night went on and on and on and on
Didn’t want to lace it all up tight
Wanted to catch the falling knife
Running on faith and fallen arches
Calling all archers to let fly
The shock of your body awake
A temple a tomb and a safe
It runs til it doesn’t
They come and take it away