Doomtree - Profit & Loss lyrics
[Doomtree - Profit & Loss lyrics]
Oh, I can see the writing on the wall
Climbing to a height I can't fall from
When it's all done
I gave my honest and the fates came calling
It's all profit and loss
It's all risk and return
You get married, divorced, you get hot
You get burned
But the wheels go round, your number comes up
You hope the wood you're knocking on
Can bring a little luck
From bassinet to casket, goes by in a flash
Gotta keep your belts fastened
Everybody crashes you take a little damage
Yeah you spit a little blood
But we'll always manage love
Cause everybody does
Pshh I ain't, shit I ain't fuckin around
Spit that champ, huh, what? Mikey cut it down
Like a pound of boiled shrimp, peel and eats
Cook it out
Peace to foodhead and super sous chefs
Cause you and your abtronic
Ain't nothin like Bambaataa
All Zap, no Roger bleeding through bandanas
Older than Dan Rather
Faker than Danny Tanner
I could make up any answers
Just pack up your back-up dancers
Cause the tanning beds are closed
And the panties are all sanitized
Santa Claus to Santigold
Patron saints are pacified
Passed up on the revolution
Pass the sweet potato fries
Pack up all the Metamucil
Passing that'll take some time
We're in recession
But disease is in remission
I paid admission so pay me
Or pay me no attention that's funny
Thought Sims said they paid no mind
Another False Hopes
Shoulda known that DT would be on fire
Oh, I can see the writing on the wall
Climbing to a height I can't fall from
When it's all done
I gave my honest and the fates came calling
So shoveling your shit, the shit man
Get gone cause your sick songs are sick
Senses that did wrong
And it's along the way that they cut
To your cause you're laid off
Your oar's lost and you're sunk in
Something that you whored off
It's a sore spot
I'm outta lies and the voices in
My head are telling me some
Sound advice like, Doomtree
It's that king shit with a crown of flies
Climbing up the ladder hand
By hand, to mouth, to rhyme
Oh, no, PO will bust no Pinocchio flows
Gotta feel me
Double meaning, no lies or dissing
Rather die than be stereo typed
If your with it, then ride with me
We Doomtree ganderin b back, slanderin
The wack, scratch that, no time
Challenging the facts as they're laid out
Until results are satisfactory we on smash
We're hard please
What that means is that we outlast
Better bet, Imma bet it all and jet
No time for regret, if I do it
Then I do it like I meant
I'm a giant when I walk up like cement, no
Sign I ever slept runnin
Through them cold nights
Full sprint till my soul was worn
Till the sunlight's warm on my head
I'm steady pushing limit's till I take
Flight right over the ledge
Like my ancestors said
May you land in heaven before
The devil knows you're dead
Oh, I can see the writing on the wall
Climbing to a height I can't fall from
When it's all done
I gave my honest and the fates came callin
Climbing to a height I can't fall from
When it's all done
I gave my honest and the fates came calling
It's all profit and loss
It's all risk and return
You get married, divorced, you get hot
You get burned
But the wheels go round, your number comes up
You hope the wood you're knocking on
Can bring a little luck
From bassinet to casket, goes by in a flash
Gotta keep your belts fastened
Everybody crashes you take a little damage
Yeah you spit a little blood
But we'll always manage love
Cause everybody does
Pshh I ain't, shit I ain't fuckin around
Spit that champ, huh, what? Mikey cut it down
Like a pound of boiled shrimp, peel and eats
Cook it out
Peace to foodhead and super sous chefs
Cause you and your abtronic
Ain't nothin like Bambaataa
All Zap, no Roger bleeding through bandanas
Older than Dan Rather
Faker than Danny Tanner
I could make up any answers
Just pack up your back-up dancers
Cause the tanning beds are closed
And the panties are all sanitized
Santa Claus to Santigold
Patron saints are pacified
Passed up on the revolution
Pass the sweet potato fries
Pack up all the Metamucil
Passing that'll take some time
We're in recession
But disease is in remission
I paid admission so pay me
Or pay me no attention that's funny
Thought Sims said they paid no mind
Another False Hopes
Shoulda known that DT would be on fire
Oh, I can see the writing on the wall
Climbing to a height I can't fall from
When it's all done
I gave my honest and the fates came calling
So shoveling your shit, the shit man
Get gone cause your sick songs are sick
Senses that did wrong
And it's along the way that they cut
To your cause you're laid off
Your oar's lost and you're sunk in
Something that you whored off
It's a sore spot
I'm outta lies and the voices in
My head are telling me some
Sound advice like, Doomtree
It's that king shit with a crown of flies
Climbing up the ladder hand
By hand, to mouth, to rhyme
Oh, no, PO will bust no Pinocchio flows
Gotta feel me
Double meaning, no lies or dissing
Rather die than be stereo typed
If your with it, then ride with me
We Doomtree ganderin b back, slanderin
The wack, scratch that, no time
Challenging the facts as they're laid out
Until results are satisfactory we on smash
We're hard please
What that means is that we outlast
Better bet, Imma bet it all and jet
No time for regret, if I do it
Then I do it like I meant
I'm a giant when I walk up like cement, no
Sign I ever slept runnin
Through them cold nights
Full sprint till my soul was worn
Till the sunlight's warm on my head
I'm steady pushing limit's till I take
Flight right over the ledge
Like my ancestors said
May you land in heaven before
The devil knows you're dead
Oh, I can see the writing on the wall
Climbing to a height I can't fall from
When it's all done
I gave my honest and the fates came callin