Doomtree - Gander Back lyrics
rate me[Mictlan]<br />
Hardliner (streak), crack the felt-tip<br />
Clock-winder (tweak), patch the velvet<br />
Cap-un Air-Soft electric<br />
Eat the face off a centipede<br />
I'll Metroid your section<br />
A bitter cold heart from a bit of a slow start<br />
Pivot on a shitter shitting out a Wonka Gold Card<br />
Inka-drinka bottle of Aquanet<br />
Hock a loogie at lookie-lous<br />
And you? Jockin' it<br />
<br />
[P.O.S.]<br />
Promise of stressin' out<br />
Them long days could snap<br />
Then split wrists with style like slap bracelets<br />
Stack cases not murder raps but cases<br />
Fulla MPC's, guitars, basses<br />
Drum machines, pedals, and crap to murder rap<br />
Yeah, I don't take a sec to breathe I ain't heard of that<br />
I'm just here to press through<br />
Continue to rep Doom<br />
And splinter mess from blow up the spot to wreck rooms<br />
<br />
[Sims]<br />
Sims hoppin in<br />
Mid-continent occupant<br />
Cold spot non-stoppin it<br />
From the stock locked old cops cocking it<br />
Who works for who is so obvious<br />
So bend the barrel back<br />
Send the Herald that<br />
Nothing but news for the numb with the thumb on snooze for the young<br />
Booze for the rest just to keep on pressing<br />
You're looking fresh but who you impressing?<br />
<br />
[Hook]<br />
Relax, ease back, breathe fast, read maps, breeze past speed traps<br />
We don't want that<br />
We don't take that<br />
We don't need that<br />
Save that act<br />
You play the part, we play the blade<br />
We scrape your heart<br />
We came to take the mark<br />
<br />
[Sims]<br />
And it seems that the heart is the heart of the problem<br />
You want the view from the roof<br />
Don't want to build from the bottom<br />
Truth is we got 'em<br />
Brick by brick over fist with or without 'em<br />
The road is slick but I steer through<br />
Push the pedal with the red-and-blues spinning in the rearview<br />
Top Ramen jar-sipper, bar-ripper<br />
I dig to build, they dig to fill the sifter<br />
<br />
[P.O.S.]<br />
We'll prolly never grow up into a Cosby sweater<br />
Hobby better<br />
Yet ever quit<br />
Well prolly never<br />
This is not a switch<br />
This is in my blood simple as spit<br />
Never rich, never stressed, never poor, never sick<br />
When's that?<br />
Prolly never<br />
I'll stick to simple shit<br />
Like the beat never left I'ma walk with a little bit of rhythm in my step<br />
<br />
[Mictlan]<br />
We pocket the Polly, sully, then ollie the ox<br />
Rocket the broccoli probably obvi', we didn't poli' the cost<br />
Poppin' off the collar?<br />
Chilled heat<br />
Call me Sake Bomb<br />
Holla for hobby, all for the offer now talk to me calm<br />
The Boom-Diggi-Doom<br />
The groove's in me so move<br />
If you with me then prove<br />
Break bread fam<br />
Who emptied the room?<br />
We brought plenty to move<br />
We were too heavy for wombs and cracked diaphragms<br />
<br />
Hook<br />
<br />
[P.O.S.]<br />
From the frost-bit center of America's map<br />
A couple cats tryna get a couple hands to clap<br />
Tryna eat, tryna live a little<br />
Gander back<br />
From the frost-bit center of America's map<br />
A couple cats tryna shake a little stress with rap<br />
But hold up<br />
We don't breathe enough<br />
Tryna beat these days but they're creeping up
